Filed To Story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
Bard knew she was tired and came up with this little trick. If she fainted, she could naturally sleep in his embrace.
Bard didnt let a smirk show on his lips. Instead, he settled on a bench outside, draping his coat over her body and her delicate face, his eyes betraying a deep sadness and concern.
Meanwhile, Calvin couldn’t help but ask, “That little girl knows medicine? Can she even go in and operate on Darren?”
“Yeah, she’s just a kid, what’s the deal with that?” Arlen was also hearing this for the first time.
Bard, holding his wife on the bench, said coldly, “Dad’s awakening is all thanks to Bella.”
Calvin and Arlen were taken aback that such a young girl could have such prowess, solving medical issues that even renowned doctors couldn’t fix.
“Is she a med student? Or did she train under some remarkable mentor? How come Louisa never mentioned it?”
Arlen was worried. If she really knew medicine and was skilled, that could spell trouble.
Thinking this, he glanced at Calvin. Calvin’s eyes also flickered with anxiety.
In the operating room.Mirabella looked up at Darren and said, “Oh, there’s one more thing I haven’t told you. When I was checking your health before, I found that you are weak, not due to illness, but because someone had been drugging you for a long time. I didn’t tell anyone at the time, because I wanted to catch the culprit quietly.”
Later, she accidentally found that there was something off about Mr. Elliot from Bard’s house.
“My medicine was always delivered by Mr. Elliot,’ Darren said. “I heard from Bard that you exposed Mr.
Elliot’s plot a few days ago and saved me.”
Mirabella nodded, “I suspected it was Mr. Elliot who poisoned you, but he has no grudge against you, yet he listens to Mafia Rock, who is Calvin and Arlen’s lapdog.”
Darren gave a bitter smile, finding it hard to believe his own brother would stab him in the back.
“We’re almost out of time.” Mirabella checked the time, then summoned a few doctors and nurses from a side door.
There was a large rest area connecting several operating rooms, where the medical staff who were in on the act waited, giving Mirabella and Darren enough time alone.
Mirabella called them over, suited up in sterile attire, quickly tidied up the scene, and then had the operating room doors opened.
By this time, Eunice had been asleep for half an hour. Seeing the operating room doors open, Bard gently roused the person in his arms, “Eunice, Dad’s out. The surgery’s done.”
Eunice slowly opened her eyes, groggy, “Dad’s out? Where is he? What did Bella say? Is everything okay?”
Calvin and Arlen rushed forward, anxiously inquiring.“Girl, how’s your grandpa? Is his life in danger?”
“Why hasn’t he woken up yet? Is it serious?”
Calvin and Arlen also hurried over, feigning concern.
“Grandpa suffered a shock. We’ve done all we could. Whether he can wake up now is up to fate.”
Calvin gripped the edge of the bed as if it was the only thing keeping him upright, “Darren, you’ve got to hang in there, man. This family can’t lose you”
“Darren, it’s all my fault. Just open your eyes, and whatever you want to do to me, I will take it like a man!”
“Your words are prettier than a song.” Eunice stepped forward, her gaze icy as it swept over them, “If you’re really looking to make amends with your lives, why don’t you just go bash your heads against the wall and be done with it? Why waste breath on empty talk?”
Calvin and Arlen were speechless.
“Arlen, I will remember what you said. If dad wakes up, you better not chicken out when it’s time to face the music.”
The color drained from Arlen and Calvin’s faces at her words.
“Aunt Eunice, you and Uncle Bard should go back and get some rest. Grandpa won’t be waking up anytime soon, probably not till tomorrow morning at the earliest.”
Mirabella’s suggestion made Calvin and Arlen exchange a glance before quickly looking away.
“No, I’m not going anywhere. I’m staying here at the hospital to keep your grandpa company tonight”
As Eunice’s words hung in the air, Bard chimed in, “I’m staying too. Bella, I’ll have someone drive you home to rest.””I’m not tired.” Mirabella insisted, facing them, “If anything happens to Grandpa, I want to be here to help.”
“Then is there a spare room?” Bard asked the attending doctor.
“There are a few empty rooms down the hallway. Mr. Bard, if you don’t mind, the family can make do and rest there.”
“Thanks,” Bard said, and then turned to the others, “Calvin, Arlen, if you have nothing further, please feel free to head home. We can’t really play host right now.”
He put an arm around Eunice’s shoulder, whispering, “Let’s go.”
“Mhm.” Eunice nodded and gestured to Mirabella, “Come here to me.”
In the end, Darren was placed in room 919, Bard and Eunice took 918, and Mirabella settled into 917.
Calvin and Arlen, among others, still sat on the hallway benches, seemingly reluctant to leave.
Ten minutes later, the lights on the entire floor went out.
Quick, light footsteps hurried towards room 919, the door swung open, and Darren was stabbed over a dozen times.
In other rooms, 918 and 917, sleep gas was released, and after a moment, the doors were opened for a swift and silent takedown.
Calvin, waiting in the hallway, soon heard from his underling, “Boss, it’s done. They’re all gone.”
“What did you just say?” Perhaps unable to believe how smoothly things had gone, Calvin asked in a hushed tone, “Are you sure?”“Saw it with my own eyes, boss. It’s the honest truth!”
Seeing his subordinate bowing with utmost respect, Calvin still couldn’t believe it. He began to stride towards room 919.
Pushing open the door to the room, the lights flickered on, and Calvin saw the white bed sheets soaked in blood.
Arlen, following close behind, was equally incredulous, a glint of elation flickering in his eyes, “Dead? Is Darren finally dead?”
Calvin and Arlen were both shaken and ecstatic, “Is he really gone? This is great.”
Now they could rest easy.
Calvin hadn’t expected Darren to go out like this. His emotions were tumultuous, and it took a while before he could compose himself, step by deliberate step, he approached the bloodied bed.
On the hospital bed lay a man with a face identical to that of Darren, except his heart and stomach had been stabbed over a dozen times. The wounds oozed blood, and their gaping maws were a horrific sight to behold.
Calvin felt a semblance of relief wash over him. “Darren, you’ve only got yourself to blame. You know, if you had just slept through and not woken up, I would have been there for you for the rest of your days.
But tonight, you just had to wade into the Arlen family mess! You can’t blame us for playing rough now.”
“Darren, you’ve had it all these years: wealth, family, the works. Now it’s time for your brothers to have a turn.”
Arlen interjected, unable to contain himself. “Don’t worry, your wife is with your younger son, Sampson.
He’ll take good care of her. You elder son, Bard, would pass away by now, you two can leave the world together. As for the Griffith Group, we brothers will take the reins. You just rest easy, we’ll see to it that you have a grand send-off.
At this point, Calvin couldn’t help but ask, “With Darren gone, along with Bard and Eunice, how do we get their shares and assets transferred to us?”
“Yeah, they didn’t sign anything, what if?”
Before Arlen could finish, he was interrupted with a chuckle, “You two numbskulls, scared witless, huh?
Just use their hands to stamp the transfer papers later, right?”
“That makes sense. It’s a shame about that girl, though. Heard she was quite the medic.” Calvin’s tone carried a hint of regret.
“If she can’t be of use to us, then she’s no use at all” Arlen said firmly. “Let’s get those stamps done!”Calvin wanted to feel that weight off his chest as soon as possible. Once Darren, Bard, and Eunice’s stamps were on the transfer papers, everything would be settled.
He reached for Darren’s hand, about to make the stamp, when suddenly something felt off.
“Hold on.”
His voice caused all the brothers present to look up in confusion. “Calvin, what’s wrong?”
“Something’s off about Darren’s hand.” As Calvin examined it closely, it wasn’t just the hand that was wrong. On closer inspection, the face and the limbs of the corpse seemed peculiar too. The features on the body before them looked strange. And the hands and feet seemed a tad chubbier and shorter than Darren’s.
What on earth was going on?
“My dear brothers, what a clever scheme you’ve concocted!” Darren’s voice startled the brothers, causing them to step back in fear, eyes darting between the bed and the door, “A ghost, a ghost!”
But Darren on the hospital bed said nothing. Instead, a tall and authoritative person appeared in the doorway.
Darren’s sudden appearance left everyone in disbelief, their eyes darting between the door and the hospital bed.
How could there be two Darrens?
Darren wasn’t dead. He strode into the room, followed by Bard, Eunice, and Mirabella.
The brothers’ eyes widened in shock. “Darren, what’s going on?”
Why was there a Darren at the door and one on the bed?Why was everyone alive?
Darren approached them, delivering a resounding slap to each of them, shaking with fury.
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