Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife novel Chapter 677

Chapter 677: Chapter 677

Eunice gazed at the jet’s distinctive silhouette and emblem. There was no mistake. It was Bard’s private plane!

That very aircraft had whisked him away on business earlier that day.

Bard had promised her he’d return as soon as his work was done.

She was in shock for a long moment before lifting her gaze, incredulous.

"Did you do this?"

"It’s his own damn fault for having bad luck! Did he really think he was too good to attend Arlen’s birthday bash? Does he have any respect for us elders? Who did he think he was?"

"It was just a birthday party. Was it really worth all this? Rose and I showed up, didn’t we?"

"And who are you to talk? You’re nothing but an outsider to the Griffiths. We’ve never acknowledged you as one of us all these years!"

Eunice’s eyes blazed with fury and hatred as she faced the murderers.

"Your acknowledgment isn’t worth a dime! It was Bard who got down on one knee—not once, but three times—to propose to me. It was my in-laws who wanted me to marry him. My place in the Griffith family was approved by the head of the family himself, my father-in-law!"

"And what of it? They’re bedridden now, too busy to care about your fate," Bess said with a smile that was as warm as a spring breeze.

Teresa chimed in with a smirk,

"Why waste words on her? Now that Bard’s gone, everything he owned will naturally fall into this wench’s hands. Boys, bring the pre-drafted share transfer and the deed of gift. Let’s have her sign everything over to us."

Dozens of bodyguards closed in around Eunice and Rosemary, blocking any chance of escape.

Mr. Clarence handed over the contract and a pen with a sly grin.

"Mr. Calvin and Mrs. Bess are reasonable. Just sign, and we can talk. Who knows? They might even show you mercy and spare your life."

Eunice remained unmoved by the contract and pen in his hand.

"You can’t escape from here. There are sixty guards in this living room alone, not to mention the hundreds outside. Even if you could fight, you’d eventually run out of steam."

Besides, they had cast a net so wide that escape was impossible.

"Do you know the consequences of not signing?" Teresa asked, arms crossed over her chest, looking down at Eunice with arrogance.

"You may not fear death and wish to follow your husband, but this young girl beside you is innocent. It would be a shame for her to miss out on a life of luxury before it even started."

"If you lay a finger on her, Kenneth and Louisa won’t let you off the hook!" Eunice shot back fiercely.

"The Collins family cherishes her like a treasure. Even setting aside the influence of Kenneth and Louisa, just my nephew Hunter alone is enough to make you think twice."

The mention of Hunter indeed changed the expressions of the elders present.

Hunter was known for his ruthless efficiency, a cold machine of a man who didn’t entertain pleas of sentiment.

Then there was Chasel. If they dared cross him, he could expose countless secrets they held in Solterra.

And Clark, renowned as a forensic expert with a wide network of powerful contacts and rumored to be a formidable hacker—if he decided to infiltrate their systems, they’d be in for a world of trouble.

As for Sean, he might appear to be a charming playboy, but his methods were even more brutal than the eldest’s. His unpredictable nature made him impossible to read.

And of course, there was David, whose charisma and influence were undeniable.

The Collins clan was not to be trifled with, and everyone from top to bottom knew it.

Even though Eunice was well aware of this fact and understood that bringing Rosemary to the Collins’ doorstep was akin to waving a golden ticket for protection, the temptation of the fortune laid out before them was too great to ignore. Especially since Bard was gone, and such a huge "pie" was up for grabs, no one could keep their hands to themselves.

"If she dies, it’s on you, not us! You’re the one who brought her here," Teresa snapped, snatching the contract and pen from Mr. Clarence’s grasp and hurling them at Eunice.

Sign first, deal with the consequences later. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

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