Chapter 745 Seeing Through the Treacherous Plot 2
Seeing her finish all the orange juice, a wicked smile curled up at the corner of his mouth..
"Let's go!" Beth said.
"I checked the traffic; there's been an accident. It's likely to be a long jam, so we'll leave a bit later," he said.
"Okay."
Beth sat down on the couch.
Before long, she started to feel drowsy.
She had taken a long nap this afternoon, so why was she so sleepy?
But she was just too tired; she didn't have the energy to think about it.
Her head tilted, and she was already asleep on the couch.
A few minutes later, Marlon walked over.
First, he checked her breathing with his fingers, and after confirming she was breathing, he raised his voice and called out repeatedly, "Beth, Beth..."
"Beth, wake up!"
After calling several times and getting no response, Marlon immediately bent down and carried her to the large bed.
The bed was covered with rose petals, incredibly romantic.
After positioning her properly, Marlon tucked her in.
Then, he quickly left.
Marlon drove back around 2 AM.
He opened the door and looked at Beth on the bed, a bit scared.
Then, he took a deep breath and dialed the emergency number.
As soon as the call connected, his voice became anxious and panicked, "Doctor, please come quickly!"
"My wife took sleeping pills to commit suicide."
A few minutes later, the ambulance arrived.
Marlon carried Beth and rushed down frantically.
In the car, he held Beth's hands tightly, filled with regret.
"I'm sorry, honey. It's all my fault; I didn't protect you."
"I shouldn't have left; I should have stayed by your side every moment."
"Honey, I beg you, you have to wake up. Don't leave me alone."
"Honey."
Marlon's acting was impeccable, with tears and snot flowing.
At the hospital, Beth was rushed into the emergency room.
Meanwhile, Grace received a call from Linda, "Grace, you were right. Marlon sent Beth to the hospital, claiming she took sleeping pills to commit suicide."
"What should we do now?"
Grace was also a bit panicked, not expecting Marlon to be so ruthless.
Even if Marlon didn't love Beth, she was his wife, with whom he lived day and night. He was really that heartless.
Grace was at a loss, anxiously thinking.
Suddenly, a large hand reached over and took the phone from her.
"I'll handle it," Quentin said in a low voice.
Then, he calmly instructed, "Listen, go find Willie immediately and go to the hospital with him. Warn them not to reveal a word about Beth's condition, whether she's alive or dead."
"Also, make sure to protect Beth."
"Yes, Mr. Taft."
After the call, Grace couldn't sleep. She was very worried now.
Slowly, she understood Marlon's plan was really good.
As soon as the news of Beth taking sleeping pills to commit suicide spread, Marlon would guide the public to connect it with the recent scandal.
And in the eyes of the public, all those scandals about Beth were caused by Grace.
In this way, the conclusion would inevitably be: Grace maliciously attacked and retaliated against Beth, causing Beth to have a mental breakdown, unable to bear the pressure, and commit suicide.
What a brilliant plan!
It was a meticulously crafted scheme.
Marlon was truly terrifying.
He was willing to use Beth's life as a pawn to deal with Grace.
Just thinking about it made Grace shiver.
Quentin held her tightly in his arms, kissed her forehead, and said, "Don't be afraid. With me here, he won't be able to cause any trouble."
"I will help you."
Grace immediately hugged him, pressing her face tightly against his chest, "It's really unbelievable. How can someone be so malicious?"
"I thought he would retaliate against me, but I didn't expect him to use such a vicious method."
Quentin stroked her hair, "Some people's evil is beyond our comprehension, unimaginable."
"But don't be afraid. As long as I'm here, I'll always protect you."
"Alright, stop thinking about it and go to sleep."
Grace shook her head, feeling unsettled, "I can't sleep."
"Okay, then don't sleep. Just hold me."
"Alright."
She held him close, listening to the steady and strong heartbeat from his chest.
Perhaps it was the sense of security from having him by her side.
Before long, Grace unknowingly fell asleep.
It wasn't until she was sound asleep that Quentin got up.
He went to the study, made a call, and rehearsed the events expected to happen tomorrow, then made the necessary arrangements.
This time, he didn't leave it to Willie.
Quentin personally gave the instructions.
Every detail was meticulously considered.
Emergency Room.
Outside, Marlon paced back and forth anxiously, his fists clenched tightly.
Linda glanced at him, then quietly left with Willie.
In the elevator, Linda couldn't help but snort, "Familiarity may breed contempt. Marlon is such a bastard, so ruthless. At least he has a shred of conscience left, worrying about Beth's safety."
Willie, however, smirked, "What if he's worried that Beth won't die?"
"What did you say?" Linda was stunned by his words, "He can't be that inhumane, can he?"
"I guess he can. Let's wait and see!"
When the elevator arrived, Linda and Willie went straight to the hospital administration office.
After several hours of emergency treatment.
Finally, the doctor opened the door of the emergency room.
"Doctor, how is my wife?" Marlon rushed over immediately.
"Sorry, we did our best."
"No, please, save her again. She's so young; she can't lose her life like this." Marlon cried and knelt on the ground.
Marlon's appearance was absolutely heart-wrenching, filled with grief and despair.
With Marlon's acting skills, even the doctors and nurses around couldn't help but shed tears.
"He's so devoted. Beth is lucky to have married such a husband."
"Yes, it really makes me want to cry!"
Finally, Marlon rushed inside.
When he saw Beth's face, he cried even more heart-wrenchingly.
After the medical staff left, Marlon immediately dialed a number.
"Is everything ready?"
"All set."
"Good, we can start the operation."
Putting down the phone, Marlon's eyes were filled with malice as he whispered, "Grace, your reckoning has finally come."
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