"I still need funding." Rosalind looked a bit uneasy. Under Rowena’s scrutinizing gaze, she quickly added, "Recently, MY has an investment opportunity. It's a rare chance, and I need enough capital to keep things moving..."

An investment project? According to Rowena's intel, MY had been running on fumes for a while now.. As the chairwoman, Rosalind had been absent from the company for ages, let alone planning any developments. She was constantly busy with who-knows-what outside. Then where did the project come from?

Rowena found it funny to see Rosalind lying to her, but she did not expose her, "How much do you want?"

"A little more this time," Rosalind paused for two seconds and continued, "100 million."

"Ha," Rowena laughed out loud, "Why do you think I will help you? Rosalind, I agreed last time only because you had enough shares. As far as I know, your shares in Gale Group were worth 100 million at most. Putting aside the 80 million from last time, what else do you have to exchange with me?"

"I..." Rosalind was speechless. Indeed, she did not have that many shares to exchange for. In fact, Rosalind did not have Gale Group's shares in her eyes at all. Her goal was to destroy the Gale Group. To her, Gale Group was at best a dying company. It was also because she showed no interest in Gale Group that she did not attract Howard's attention. Without being noticed by others, she secretly ran the MY Group.

However, Gale Group's shares were simply a hard currency to Rowena.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first." Seeing that Rosalind could not say anything, Rowena wasn't bothered to waste time with her. She turned around and got out of the car.

"Wait a minute! Sis, if you are willing, I can go to Dad to get the shares you want for you!" She shouted anxiously, "We can sign the contract first. Give me the money first. With the contract, you are not afraid that I will break the contract, right?"

How was that possible? Given the relationship between the two of them, they would only end up with the destruction of either. No matter which side won, it would be an overwhelming victory, and to hell with the contract.

But... contract?

An idea gradually formed in Rowena's mind.

Rowena turned around with a slight smile and said, "Before that, shouldn't you show a little more sincerity? Before tomorrow night, let me see that the shares you hold are at least twice as much as what you have now, and give me all the Gale Group financial statements you have promised. Otherwise, don't even think about the contract."

"It would be extremely difficult to double my shares..." Rosalind thought and she still wanted to bargain, but Rowena had already slammed the door shut.

She stamped her feet fiercely. However, she had no other choices. That Scarface was simply a demon. She had already given him 50 million last time, yet he was still unsatisfied. He simply regarded her as an ATM. And the most terrible thing was that the man's skills were much better than ordinary people's. He could go in and out of her house as if shopping in a mall. Every time he came, he would ruthlessly attack her sexually.

Yesterday, he even shot a video of her.

Horror.

She returned to Sebastian's ward in a daze, but in no mood of playing his perfect girlfriend.

However, it would be fine. Once Sebastian married her, there would be nothing to be afraid of. She would automatically own half of the Laird Group. Even Gale Group would be nothing by then, let alone Rowena.

She was busy plotting her next move, completely forgetting the steaming cup of hot water in her hand.

"Ah—!" The cup wobbled as her hand trembled slightly, and scalding water splashed onto her skin. She let out a sharp cry of pain.

Sebastian frowned. He took the cup from her hand and placed it on the table next to her. Then, he grabbed both of her hands, "Why are you so careless? Let me see."

Then, he pulled up Rosalind's long sleeve, as if unintentionally...

What he saw was a line of bruise.

His eyes darkened a little and quickly returned to normal. He only stared at the red and swollen hands of Rosalind, "It's burnt severely. Do you need a doctor?"

"No, no need," Rosalind couldn't care about the pain anymore. She quickly retracted her arm and pulled her sleeve back to its original position. She stole a glance at Sebastian's expression. He seemed to find nothing. She relieved and said, "Sebastian, I'm going to wash it with cold water. I'll be back soon."

"Ok," Sebastian responded. After she went out, he reached out and took the phone.

Rosalind and Rowena knew each other. They seemed to have a secret connection. There was a bruise on Rosalind's arm, and it was probably that bruises were all over her body.

Sebastian quickly sorted out the information he had just obtained about Rosalind in his mind and dialed a number.

"Find out Rosalind's whereabouts in the past month as soon as possible," He instructed with an indifferent tone as if handling a routine.

He had always been too rational about Rosalind.

He had given Rosalind so much space before because he was very clear about their established roles. She would be his wife in the future, so he should meet the standards of a fiancé, including trust, tenderness, support, and love. Everyone praised Mr. Laird for spoiling her. He had never found anything difficult. There were only a few standards to be a good man. It was so simple to meet those standards.

But now, he could investigate her quietly. He observed everything calmly and looked for the best plan. At this moment, even though he knew that Rosalind had been hiding something from him for probably five years, he did not feel any sadness. He even seemed not to be angry. He just wanted to find out the truth as soon as possible.

It was as if the person with Rosalind was a rational Sebastian without affection.

On the other side, in the sunny courtyard, Rowena was fiddling with the fallen leaves that she picked up from the ground. Because she had to take care of Sebastian, she had already asked Jameson for a day off. She had asked him not to arrange any therapy session for her. However, she did not expect that Sebastian would send her away so early. Now she was happy to have nothing to do.

The courtyard of the Simon Psychology Clinic was very spacious, and there were all kinds of potted plants in it. The green grass was quietly emerging, and the vibe of spring was getting stronger and stronger.

"Hello."

A figure approached. Rowena looked up and saw a man in a security uniform looking at her with an envelope in his hand.

"Hello? What's the matter?" She asked.

"Are you Dr. Rowena?" The security guard asked. He had never seen anything like this before, "A man left the letter in the security room just now. I couldn't stop him, but I found that you were the recipient, so I sent it over here."

"A man?" In America, the only man she was familiar with was Jameson. Rowena frowned and thanked him with a smile. She took the delicately wrapped envelope.

The sender's name was blank. Rowena was puzzled. Just as she was about to open the envelope, the few letters behind the recipient caught her attention.

"Yes. There seem to be a few words before your name. CEO? My eyes are blurred. I can't see it clearly." The security guard said, "Dr. Gale, you are the right recipient, aren't you? Dr. Gale?"

There was no trace of a smile on Rowena's face. She looked straight at the few unremarkable words.

Recipient: CEO of HB, Rowena.