Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering-Chapter 861 - 860: A Death at the Bar (Part 4)

After hanging up the phone, the man’s expression was not good.

"I’m heading out for a bit, something came up."

"Where to?" Alice Grant joked, "In the middle of the night, a date? Doesn’t seem like a date!"

"There’s trouble at the bar, I’m going over." Actually, one call to the secretary could solve it, but Douglas Grant couldn’t sleep, so he might as well go personally.

Because of his good relationship with the Crown Prince, he opened the bar just for fun, using the word ’Palace’ from Nightfall Palace in the name.

Back then, the Crown Prince, Alexander Kingsley, Edward White, and Douglas Grant joked that whoever had a son first should have the word "Imperial" in the name, hence the name Imperial Palace.

In other places with trouble, Douglas Grant could ignore it, but at Imperial Palace...

It would be detrimental to his family’s tradition!

"Drive carefully," Alice reminded.

Douglas agreed with an "Mm," then headed out, drove away.

"Miss... someone is looking for you," the housekeeper’s voice came. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Alice Grant was shocked, "Who?"

Who would be looking for her in the middle of the night?

Ha! At best, she’s an older single woman, just a pretty face. She doesn’t like attending social gatherings and has no friends, who would be looking for her in the middle of the night?!

"It’s..." the housekeeper hesitated, "They claim to be from Mr. Yansford’s side." Not sure what relationship the Miss has with Mr. Yansford, used to hear rumors but... haven’t heard much lately.

"Oh." She responded perfunctorily, but her eyes already showed a hint of amazement.

The last time she sought out Sebastian Yansford, she followed him to the yacht, was coldly rejected, and... right in front of her, he wanted another woman... she heard those sounds.

Even so, when Alice heard his name, her heart couldn’t help but tremble, realizing that she truly, deeply liked Sebastian Yansford.

...

Downstairs at the Grant family.

Two men respectfully greeted her, "Miss Grant."

Alice recognized them, often saw them when at the Yansford family, they were Sebastian Yansford’s trusted aides here: "No need for courtesy, is there something you need?"

"Miss, our Young Master... he’s been shot, it’s quite serious. He’s been bedridden for a while, but... there doesn’t seem to be any improvement, and it’s worsening."

"..." Alice’s legs went weak, nearly falling to the ground. What? Someone as formidable as Sebastian Yansford could get injured?! She didn’t believe it, she didn’t believe it! This must be a mistake, a mistake!

He’s so ruthless, she knows how he’s cruel to others, someone that malicious... how could someone injure him!!

"Haha, my mind’s fine... this joke is not funny at all."

"Miss, we’re not joking," the bodyguard said seriously, "Latest news from Eastern Europe, the Young Master isn’t eating or drinking, doesn’t seem to have any will to live, his health deteriorating over the past few days..."

"None of the doctors or hired caretakers can get close to him, all these years he’s been single, the woman who stayed by his side the longest is you."

"Miss... please go and take care of the Young Master." The two men were practically kneeling on the ground.

In years, Sebastian Yansford has never been injured.

This time the gunshot wound is enough to be fatal, the subordinates don’t know how he got injured.

"..." Alice hesitated for a long time before speaking, "Go to the Scott family, find Barrett Scott, that Young Master can take care of him."