Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife novel Chapter 611

Chapter 611: Chapter 611

"Looks like you’ve been led astray too, huh? Never mind."

Rosemary didn’t hold a grudge against them. Instead, she felt sorry for Serena.

To have so many friends who truly cared for her, yet not appreciate them... Instead, Serena treated them as playthings—to be manipulated and discarded.

Serena’s disregard for their affection was like stomping all over their hearts.

Seeing their genuine regret, Romeo nodded in approval, choosing not to hold it against them.

Serena’s face still bore the tracks of her tears. She had never expected to end up so alone.

Back at Westerly College, her lies had been exposed, and her friends—Delia and Maggie—had all turned away.

Before that, she had deceived her best friend, Brooklyn.

Including today, five more of her girlfriends had left her, cutting all ties.

She was left without a single good friend now.

"Apologize to Rose," Hunter suddenly demanded coldly.

"Hunter..." Serena’s tears started rolling down her cheeks. In the past, Hunter would never have asked her to apologize to anyone.

"No need," Rosemary interrupted Serena’s apology. "I don’t think you’re genuinely remorseful."

She turned to Romeo. "Let’s go. I’ll walk you out."

Serena watched in disbelief as Rosemary turned her back and left. Since when did this little minx dare to show her up in front of everyone?

Was she being arrogant because she was in the right—and had Hunter backing her up?

"Hunter, listen to me," Serena tried to make excuses through her tears.

"Serena," Hunter’s voice was laced with disappointment. "Until you understand what you’ve done, you won’t need to join us for dinner tonight."

"Hunter?" Serena’s eyes widened in shock and surprise. Hunter had never acted like this before. Was he really going to punish her by making her go hungry over such a trivial thing?

What kind of era was this, to still have such punishments?

"Hunter, listen to me..."

"You want to save face—but doesn’t Rose need to?" Hunter looked at her coldly, reassessing her with a stranger’s gaze. "You’ve smeared her name in front of her friends. I remember warning you about this, but you’ve repeated your mistakes. You won’t need your allowance for this month."

"Hunter, I really realize my mistakes now. Everyone around me knows about her status! I’ve been punished too—I don’t have a single friend left!" Serena cried, suddenly feeling very pitiful.

"You’ve brought this onto yourself."

At that moment, Hunter’s phone rang. It was a call from the head of the luxury brand VO Fashion.

"Mr. Dwight," Hunter answered, greeting him first. The other party mentioned that they had released a dozen new designs and asked if they could deliver them today.

Hunter replied, "No need. From today onwards, don’t send over any items that fit Serena’s size. It’s not an issue with the designs—we just don’t need them for now. I’ll send you another person’s measurements later. For future seasons, please send the new designs to Reflections Villa, according to her size. We’ll schedule a time later. Alright, goodbye."

Serena was stuck in disbelief.

VO Fashion was a brand that ran neck and neck with Louis Vuitton and Chanel. Their clothes were designed for the daughters of the upper crust, enhancing both elegance and figure.

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