Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife novel Chapter 667

Chapter 667: Chapter 667

Rosemary didn’t hold back as she gave Rose a thrashing she wouldn’t soon forget, and with a swift kick, she towered over her and chided, "Hasn’t anyone ever taught you not to waste food?"

Rose was about to retort when Rosemary’s foot came down on her once more.

Flat on her stomach, Rose’s face was now mashed into the scattered fruits on the ground.

The onlookers were gobsmacked. Ms. Rose was fierce. The scene was too satisfying to watch.

Unable to hold back her tears, Rose sobbed, "I’m going to tell my grandma, and she’ll have you torn limb from limb!"

"Oh, carry her inside,’ Rosemary’s command once again left the servants speechless.

What was Ms. Rose saying? After giving Rose a beating, she wanted her carried inside for everyone to see? Shouldn’t this be covered up?

"She wants to tattle, right? Hoist her into the living room so she can spill her guts in one go. And bring those bodyguards too."

After Rosemary finished speaking, she sauntered ahead.

The servants stood frozen for a moment before realizing Ms. Rose wasn’t joking and hurriedly called for help to carry the bodies.

In the living room.

Bess had just savored a sip of her afternoon tea when Eunice signaled the bodyguards, and in a blink, they seized her.

The teacup crashed to the floor with a crisp sound.

"Eunice, what do you think you’re doing? You dare have people grab me?" Bess couldn’t believe this bold move from Eunice, who had the audacity to capture her in front of everyone.

"Do you really think so highly of yourself? Believing that with Bard backing you, you can do as you please? This family doesn’t revolve around your words!"

As Bess’ bodyguards were about to step in, Eunice’s laugh was cold and stunning, "Take one more step and see what happens."

The bodyguards froze, not daring to make a move.

"You’re just dying to know if I’m playing clean with Alexander, right? Well, only Bard can answer that for you. How about I send you over, and you can ask him yourself?"

Eunice’s beauty was as engaging as ever, but the domineering aura she exuded was chilling to the bone.

Rosemary had just reached the entrance when she overheard the conversation. No wonder the servants said Bess was a tough nut to crack, even daring to question something as salacious as one’s purity.

At that moment, Rose and her bodyguards were dumped on the living room floor.

Bess’ eyes widened in shock as she saw her precious granddaughter beaten and bruised, her entourage not faring any better.

"Eunice, you even dare to lay a hand on my precious granddaughter?"

Before Bess could finish, Rosemary interjected coolly, "I was the one who hit her. If you have an issue, take it up with me."

Bess turned, puzzled and annoyed, "And who might you be?"

Surprised to see the room in disarray, Eunice curled her lips into a smile.

"She’s Louisa’s daughter, recently returned to the fold. The Collins family has been treating her like a gem."

Louisa had another daughter out there? And she was all grown up?

"She must have been born from some affair." Rose spat bitterly, battered and bruised. "Kenneth’s been cuckolded for years."

Before she could finish her sentence, Rosemary kicked a leather footstool nearby with such force that it flew across the room and hit Rose squarely in the face.

Rose was instantly dazed, her nose bleeding, a trickle of blood at the corner of her mouth.

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