Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife novel Chapter 1008

Chapter 1008: Chapter 1007

Just as Cathy reached for her wallet to settle the bill, Rosemary’s hand shot out, stopping her dead in her tracks as her eyes locked onto Romeo.

Cathy was taken aback, Rose was expecting Romeo to foot the bill?

"Isn’t Cathy treating us to dinner?" Romeo asked with a devilish grin, seemingly plotting to tease Cathy a bit.

"Cathy’s treat was for me, but now that you’re here, you’re the eldest; shouldn’t you be picking up the tab?"

Romeo hadn’t actually planned to let Cathy pay. Seeing his fiancée so protective of her, he smiled, and quickly took care of the bill.

Cathy didn’t expect Rosemary to save her over a thousand bucks just like that. She whispered into Rosemary’s ear gratefully, "Thank you, Rosemary. Next time, when Romeo’s not around, I’ll treat you to dinner."

"I heard that." Romeo helped Rosemary into her coat, "Next time, I’ll take her abroad with me; we’ll work together. If you want to treat, treat us both, or don’t bother."

Cathy was left speechless. Romeo was true to his businessman roots, playing a "buy one, get one free" game with her.

At the Earwood family residence, Harriet stormed home, fuming, only to find her father Addison on a call. Unable to contain her agitation, she whined, "Dad."

Addison had no time to spare for her. He was answering a super important call at the moment; he signaled with his hand for her to keep quiet.

Harriet, with frustration brewing inside her, noticed an elegant invitation on the coffee table. It was for a New Year’s gala hosted by a children’s charity foundation, inviting the Earwood family to attend.

This gala was known to invite many high-profile individuals, including the Collins family!

"Alright, alright, no problem. See you tomorrow night." Addison wrapped up his call, his face beaming with excitement. He turned to his daughter, "Now, who’s got my little girl all riled up? What happened to

your face?"

"Dad, I’ve been bullied! Look, even my neck were squeezed!"

Upon closer inspection, the slap mark on her face was evident, and the bruises on her neck were alarmingly clear.

"Who did this??" Addison’s anger flared, "I’m going to make them pay!"

Just as Harriet was about to name the perpetrator, she had a better idea. She tapped the invitation on the table, "That person will be at the gala tomorrow."

The invitation included a list of guests, partly to showcase the organizer’s network and ability to draw such a high-class crowd at once, and partly to lure more attendees. Some wealthy individuals would otherwise snub such an event, but if they saw someone they wanted to network with on the guest list,they’d gladly attend.

"Who is it? I’ll take care of that person today! Attend the gala?! Not a chance."

Outside the police station, a swarm of reporters had gathered. Martin emerged from inside, the epitome of still poise and grace.

A barrage of flickering lights went off as all the reporters swarmed him, clamoring for a statement.

Exiting alongside Martin was his attorney, Lawyer Archibald, who addressed the reporters, "Mr. Cooper has provided audio recordings that prove he was unaware of his subordinates’ actions. They were

coerced by someone else to take the fall. As for who that individual is, the police will reveal it once the investigation is complete. Please make some room."

Martin’s driver pulled up the car, and his bodyguards began to clear a path through the crowd.

"Mr. Cooper, could you shed some light on what you discussed with your two associates before their demise?"

"Mr. Cooper, are you allies or adversaries with the Collins family?"

"There’s a rumor on the internet that you’re dating Serena Lott. Is there any truth to this?"

At the mention of Serena, Martin’s stride halted. The press, sensing a juicy story, unleashed a barrage of queries.

"Do you mind Serena Lott’s past?"

"Do the Cooper family approve of your relationship with her?"

"She’s reportedly done some unsavory things to the Collins family. Is that true, or is she being framed?"

"Are you planning to marry her?"

"Are you and Serena Lott living together?"

Martin’s gaze settled on the reporter before him, "I’ve seen the online gossip. Yes, Serena and I are in a relationship, and we’re planning to get engaged soon."

Serena’s lips curled into a smug smile; she couldn’t be pleased more, "These losers wouldn’t dare make a peep if actually threatened with legal action." 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

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