Filed To Story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
“Uncle Bard, I’m heading to the hospital now. You should go home and get some rest.”
Bard had stayed up all night by the patient’s bedside, it was time for him to rest.
“Bella, you rarely visit Dawnstar. Take some time to explore and enjoy the city. I’ve arranged for people to look after things here,” Bard’s voice was gentle. “Where would you like to go? I can have someone take you there.”
“I don’t have a particular destination in mind, for now.”
Besides, Romeo would accompany her. He had just texted her that his private jet had landed at the McMllian Corporation hotel’s helipad in Dawnstar, promising to meet her as soon as he was done with work.
Just a while ago, Mirabella had warned him to get some rest and come over later in the evening.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t meet him.
“You should rest at home and scout some tourist spots you’d like to visit. Once you’ve made up your mind, I will arrange for someone to escort you.”
With the behind-the-scenes culprit yet to be unearthed, Bard couldn’t spare time to be with his beloved niece.
“Uncle Bard, you don’t need to worry about me. I’m grown up now. I can manage on my own.”
Mirabella chatted with Bard for a bit before hanging up the phone.
She had planned to visit the hospital to check on her grandfather. But as she just started walking, a loud crashing noise echoed from behind her.
Turning around, she saw a massive billboard had fallen, hitting a passerby.
Panic ensued among the onlookers, with screams piercing the air.
The woman hit by the billboard fell unconscious immediately.Without wasting a second, Mirabella rushed to lift the billboard, with a few passersby who had regained their senses joining her.
Glancing at the spot where the billboard was hung, Mirabella noticed there was no space for a person to hide.
Could the falling billboard be an accident?
Nearby, some locals were chatting, theorizing that the billboard’s fall might be related to the massive storm a few days ago. There had been a similar incident at a nearby intersection earlier today, but luckily no one was hurt.
Once the billboard was moved aside, the injured woman lay there, bloodied. Mirabella immediately provided first aid right there in the street. A few good Samaritans had already called for an ambulance.
As soon as Mirabella finished administering first aid, the ambulance whisked the woman away.
A few passersby, still in shock, asked Mirabella if she was a doctor, and whether the woman would be okay, having lost so much blood.
Mirabella, looking in the direction of the departing ambulance, informed them that they might not be able to save her leg.
After all, a billboard of that size falling directly on her lower body could lead to amputation.
People expressed their regret, lamenting how the young woman was just starting her life when she lost her legs.
Mirabella looked at the billboard again. It seemed quite old. If it had been hanging for a long time without proper maintenance, coupled with the storm’s impact, it could indeed fall.But what was strange was that the billboard fell just a few steps away from her. If she hadn’t hastened her pace, she could have been hit.
But if someone had planned this, how would they know she would take this route, passing this particular shop?
One of the passersby, a woman, caught Mirabella’s hand, asking if she was a practitioner. She had heard about its effectiveness in diagnosing diseases through pulse reading and wanted Mirabella to help her with her persistent skin itching.
She had taken medicines, but the itching came and went.
Mirabella, feeling slightly awkward, checked the woman’s pulse and advised her to stop eating cold food, especially raw fish like salmon, and instead have it cooked.
The woman watched Mirabella walk away, dumbfounded. She thought back and realized that the itching did get worse whenever she ate raw fish.
She was impressed by Mirabella’s quick diagnosis.
It seemed like she needed to adjust her diet from now on.
Half an hour later.
Seeing his cherished niece at the hospital once again, Bard felt a pang of guilt.
“Kid, you should be out having fun or resting at home. Don’t hang around here.”
“lL came to Dawnstar specifically for Grandpa’s condition. Uncle Bard, you’ve taken care of Grandpa all night. I’m a member of this family. It’s only natural that I should help out.”
Bard looked at her with admiration. She was just a young girl but had such a sense of responsibility and courage. She was truly impressive.
He was very satisfied.
“But don’t stay too long. There are bodyguards here to look after things. Do whatever you want and pursue whatever interests you-“
“Thank you, Uncle Bard”
“I’ll go freshen up.”
“Okay.”
Mirabella watched her uncle leave. There were four bodyguards left in the room, two on the terrace, and the others stationed at the door and in the hallway.
After the incident last night, and with the presence of Bard’s niece today, the bodyguards were all a bit tense, barely daring to breathe.“You don’t have to be formal. Just act like I’m not here.”
Mirabella first checked on her grandfather’s condition. Seeing no anomalies, she took out her phone and started dealing with work.
Seeing that she was easy to get along with, the bodyguards finally relaxed.
At noon, someone brought food. Mirabella, like everyone else, ate a packed lunch.
The bodyguards had never seen such a down-to-earth heiress. They were all quite impressed with Mirabella.
In the evening, one of her subordinates called her.
“Boss, you asked me to investigate those people. It seems like they all have some connection with your family.
You don’t think that the incident at the restaurant is related to then, do you?”
“No.” Mirabella went out to the terrace, gesturing for the two bodyguards to go inside, and then began to speak calmly. “I just want to know if my grandparents had any unpleasant dealings with these people, or if they hold a grudge. The list you have includes my grandparents’ siblings and friends.
“But the first two people I checked seem to have a good relationship with your grandfather. It doesn’t make sense that they would harm him.”
“Not everything is as it seems. Haven’t you learned that yet?”
“Yes, boss, I’ll continue investigating it”
After hanging up, the subordinate continued the investigation.The list had been given to Mirabella by a servant at breakfast, saying that only these people knew about her grandparents ‘ trip.
After ending the call, Mirabella stood on the terrace, gazing at the beautiful garden outside.
A while later, Jones called her.
“Boss, about the snack stall near the desert that you asked me to investigate, we haven’t found the female owner yet, but her husband has been located. He’s currently in Wach Town, not far from you, about a half-hour drive.”
“Do you know the detailed address?” Mirabella asked calmly.
“Sure, I’ll send it to your cellphone, but boss,’ Jones couldn’t help but warn, “That town is pretty rough, quite the mix of folks. There’s a flea market there where you can find all sorts of rare stuff, so it attracts all kinds.
Robberies aren’t uncommon. You could get robbed in the morning and again in the evening. It’s not exactly a rare occurrence.”
Mirabella raised her perfectly sculpted eyebrow at this. A place that chaotic, really?
“Boss, if you’re going to drive, don’t leave your purse in the passenger seat. It’s an easy target for a smash and grab. If you’re on foot, dress as plain as you can. Avoid anything with a designer logo. It’s just asking for trouble.”
Mirabella seemed intrigued by this, a wry smile playing on her lips. “Is it really that bad?”
“No joke, boss. And don’t carry anything in your hands, especially not your phone. You’d be an easy target.”
Mirabella just chuckled lightly, “That bad, huh?”
“Boss, remember a few years back when I told you about a situation I had. You sent me to Dawnstar’s border for a job, and as I was driving through that town, a group of ragtag folks stopped my car. They surrounded the vehicle, asking for money. I didn’t have any change on me, and they threatened to damage the car, even break the mirrors. It really got under my skin! If it wasn’t for the fact that the job required me to keep a low profile, I would’ve given them a piece of my mind!”
“And then?’ Mirabella asked with a smirk.“Well, I showed them my piece and they backed off. But not before they broke my side mirror and scratched up my car. It really ticked me off!”
Mirabella seemed to vaguely remember Jones complaining about such an incident a few years ago.
“Anyway, they’re just a bunch of thugs. Reporting them to the police doesn’t do much good. The law enforcement there is lax at best, so they’re pretty fearless.”
Jones paused, taking a deep breath, “Boss, even if you don’t flaunt your wealth, I’m still worried. Just by your looks, you’re bound to attract attention. I fear there will be a lot of people following you. If they just take your money it’s one thing, but if a group of brutes were to hold you down, frisk you, considering how beautiful you are.”
“Do you think they’ll hold me down?” Mirabella laughed, “Don’t worry, I’ll keep a low profile.”
“Why not ask Jack and the others to come along?”
Jack was also in Dawnstar, helping Mirabella interrogate a few men in black, still no results.
“If I can’t handle a small thing like this without calling him, then what’s the point in being the boss?
Don’t worry, I can handle it. Goodbye.”
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