Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife novel Chapter 282

Chapter 282: Chapter 282

It wasn’t until Yolanda showed up that Rosemary’s goons finally stopped what they were doing and bounced off without a care.

After getting the green light from the cops, Yolanda had just stepped inside the room when she saw her mom being tortured to the point of passing out. She was scared out of her wits, rushing over to her mom and asking, "Mom, what happened? Was it those two guys?"

One of those guys Yolanda had seen before. He was one of Rosemary’s! Who would have thought Rosemary would be so bold as to pull off something like this in a police station?

Olga was soaked to the skin, crying her heart out, "It’s over. Yoli, we’re done for."

"Mom, don’t be scared. We still have Dad. He’ll figure something out."

Olga shook her head in despair. She knew they were caught in Rosemary’s web this time.

"Mom, about the land deal, I think Rosemary did it," Yolanda voiced her suspicion. "The shares you sold recently have all ended up in her hands! Plus, with those shares and Grandma’s will, she’s become the head honcho of the company! She even changed the company’s name! It’s called the Moonlight Group now!"

Olga nearly passed out.

"And we got kicked out of Grandma’s villa," Yolanda filled Olga in on what had happened at the villa gate. "I rented a small apartment with the money I got from selling my jewelry. We can probably only stay for a short while. The creditors are hounding me day and night."

"Yoli, it’s all our fault," Olga hugged Yolanda, crying again. They thought bringing her back would provide her with a better life. In the end, they couldn’t even afford her college tuition.

"Mom, it’s not your fault. It’s all Rosemary’s doing!" Yolanda was seething with anger toward Rosemary. She wanted nothing more than to smash her to bits.

"Yoli, listen to me," Olga suddenly seemed to remember something. Wiping away her tears, she urgently said, "From now on, don’t mess with Rosemary."

"Why?" Yolanda asked, puzzled.

"Because your dad is not Grace’s biological son, I was the one who caused Grace’s death. Rosemary won’t let me off that easily. She’ll torment me, your dad, and even go after you. Remember, don’t mess with her! Otherwise, you’ll end up dead!"

Yolanda was dumbstruck. How could this be? Her identity as the proud daughter of the Harris family was a sham.

"Remember what I said, alright?" Olga reiterated, still worried. "Your father has nothing to do with Grace. Rosemary started treating us like this after she found out. Remember what I said? Promise me!"

"I got it," Yolanda bit her lip in defiance.

"Where’s the lawyer? Why didn’t he come with you?" Olga suddenly remembered.

"Mom, I think Rosemary spread some rumors. No one wants to help us now."

On their way home, Romeo noticed Rosemary had fallen asleep, her face still wet from tears, probably from dreaming about her Grandma.

When their RV pulled up to the gate of Reflections Villa, Romeo didn’t wake her, letting her sleep on. If she could see her Grandma in her dreams, that would comfort her.

Considering she had been through surgery from 2 a.m. until 1 p.m., attended an engagement party, worked at the company, and dealt with everything afterward, she must be exhausted.

Romeo gently cradled her in his arms, letting her sleep peacefully.

The chef watched as Mr. McMillan cradled Ms. Rose to sleep in his arms and wondered if his arms were getting tired. But seeing the contentment and indulgence on Mr. McMillan’s face, he knew that he was thoroughly enjoying the moment.

Romeo signaled to the chef to fetch a blanket. The chef tiptoed away and returned with it. Romeo gently draped it over Rosemary.

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