Phillip didn’t look back, just heard the noise behind him. He didn’t even bother to glance at Mr. Winters before ordering the people around him, "Show the guest out."
Mr. Winters froze. He was like a fish out of water. He realized the worst possible outcome: Phillip wasn’t planning on letting him off the hook, nor was he going to give his granddaughters, Noreen and Enid Winters, a chance to turn over a new leaf. The rest of the Winters clan would also be in the crossfire.
The Winters were toast!
Half an hour later, news of Mr. Winters turning himself in to the police became the hot gossip.
Everyone was in disbelief. This well-known philanthropist, who’d rubbed elbows with the McMillians for years, had done something wicked, almost offing Romeo’s father.
And Noreen’s parents, who had been waiting for good news at home, were taken aback by Mr. Winters’ sudden surrender. Apparently, Romeo’s father hadn’t fallen into the pool by accident years ago but was pushed by Mr. Winters.
Patrick was sweating bullets. Before he could gather his wits, the butler hurriedly reported that the police were at the door to investigate a cold case.
Patrick and Belinda Winters immediately thought of the little girl they accidentally hit and killed while driving on a mountain road years ago.
The girl had come down the mountain with her grandmother after picking herbs. They were tired and were resting under a tree. The girl was about to fetch water from a nearby stream when Patrick, in a hurry to get home, was driving too fast and couldn’t stop in time.
They wanted to settle the matter privately with the grandmother, but the grief-stricken woman refused any financial compensation, demanding that the driver pay with his life.
Learning that the woman and her granddaughter had been living on their own for years, Patrick and Belinda decided to run her over, too, and dumped their bodies off a cliff.
They thought they had gotten away with it, but now the cops were at their door.
"Could it be Romeo?" Patrick shivered.
Only Romeo had that kind of power. Anything he set his sights on, he got.
Now, the Winters were his prey. Once he had them on his radar, they were screwed!
Belinda nervously said, "Could it be Rosemary? I heard from our daughter that she’s not a pushover."
Whoever it was, the Winters were in deeper trouble than they thought.
Before the cops hauled them off, Patrick got a call from the company about a tax evasion investigation. The stock price was plummeting, and people were jittery.
Soon, news of Patrick and Belinda’s hit-and-run and tax evasion became the talk of the town. They were even rumored to be involved in illegal activities.
Shortly after, Noreen and Enid hiring a hitman also became hot news.
Online public opinion was overwhelmingly against the Winters, condemning them for their inhumanity and outrageous actions.
And all of the Winters’ distant and close relatives, whether in politics or business, were under police investigation.
"Rose, good job!" On the phone, Kelly couldn’t help but praise when she saw this news. She had no doubt that this was Rosemary’s doing.
Rosemary replied, "They brought it on themselves."
They were the daughters of the Winters family, but they personally got involved in this. Even trying to get away with it would be hard.
Kelly said, "Maybe they didn’t trust anyone else with this, but they didn’t consider the consequences if things went south."
In short, they were just plain stupid.
These two trouble-making sisters, the worst in history, had dragged their entire family into the abyss.
If their ancestors could see this from heaven, they’d probably roll over in their graves and come back to life just to smack them.
"Alright, enough about that. I got a call coming in," Rosemary said, glancing at the caller ID. It was from Grandpa Phillip. After hanging up with Kelly, she quickly picked up Phillip’s call. Her voice softened as she answered, "Grandpa Phillip."
Phillip was rambling on the phone.
"Thank you," Rosemary said. She knew that Grandpa Phillip cared for his family, but she didn’t expect him to go to such lengths.
"Have you returned to school yet?" Phillip asked with concern.
"Yes, I’m in the dorm now," Rosemary replied.
Phillip said, "The long holiday is coming. Do you have any plans? I can take you anywhere you want!"
Rosemary smiled, "I have a competition to participate in."
Phillip asked, "A competition? What kind? Can I come and watch?"
No matter what competition it was, he and his wife would support her with all their might!!
"What kind of competition is it?" Phillip asked.
Rosemary replied, "It’s a fashion design competition."
Phillip said, "Oh, right, you’re really good in that area. So, what’s your contestant number? My wife and I will come to the site and vote for you."
Rosemary’s smile deepened, "I’m a judge."
Upon hearing this, Phillip was stunned. It took him a moment to recover.
Judge?
Rose wasn’t a contestant but a judge.
As far as he knew, there was indeed a major international fashion design competition coming up. If Rose was attending such a grand event as a judge, that meant Rose’s professional level surpassed so many people.

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