Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife novel Chapter 997

Chapter 997: Chapter 996

Harriet was taken aback by how adept Luna had become at turning the tables, and she hurried to clarify, "Romeo, I didn’t."

"If you didn’t, then why is my sister crying?" Romeo’s tone was full of defense as he glanced at Luna’s red-rimmed, woeful eyes, then turned to Harriet with a frown. "What are you doing here?"

"I’m back in town, came to see you. Brought you some comfort food, but..."

"She brought some snacks for you, and I was gonna be nice and take them to your office, but she insisted on going in herself. I told her, even as your sister, we can’t just barge into your office, gotta respect your privacy. Guess what she said? She claimed that one day she’d be yours, so barging in now or later doesn’t make a difference."

Harriet was about to burst with anger, "Romeo, don’t listen to her nonsense."

This darn Luna, such a master at spinning tales!

"Enough." Romeo didn’t want to hear any more of Harriet’s side of the story. "Without my permission, don’t come around here anymore."

Seizing her chance, Luna clung tighter to his arm and asked, "Romeo, am I still okay to come by?"

"Of course, you can."

Luna, emboldened by her brother’s support, gave Harriet a triumphant, taunting look and then pretended to be scared. "Romeo, you better send her away now. If you hadn’t shown up when you did,

she would have hit me. You don’t know how vicious she was, and now, pretending to be all sweet in front of you."

Harriet was livid, Luna was so infuriating!

"Carl." With a single word from Romeo, Carl hurried over.

"Romeo, don’t be mad at Carl. It was Harriet who warned him not to intervene, claiming she’d be the future lady of the group. She threatened Carl’s job if he helped me!"

"Luna—"

"Romeo, even Alice at the front desk couldn’t stop her. She pushed Alice down so hard, she couldn’t get up. I’m worried Alice might have a fracture, we should get her to the hospital. Maybe don’t dock her

pay today."

Romeo nodded, "Alright."

Carl struggled to keep a straight face, "Ms. Monroe, right this way, please."

"Romeo." Harriet watched as Luna walked away still clinging to Romeo’s arm, her anger simmering.

"Romeo, you’re the only one who can mess with me," Luna raised her voice so Harriet could hear,

"What does she think she is compared to you? She’s got nothing on my own brother!"

Harriet was taken aback by her not-so-warm homecoming. It dawned on her why Serena and Alma hadn’t been able to win over Romeo—it was because of this feisty guard dog by his side!

Once they were in the office.

Romeo asked nonchalantly, "Done with the theatrics?"

Luna’s tears turned into a chuckle, "Heh, Romeo, you always have my back. Didn’t even call me out on my act."

She noticed the towering snack cabinet in Romeo’s office, "You really have a snack cabinet this huge? I didn’t believe the online gossip until now. I just chased off that vixen for you, so you owe me some

treats, right?"

Romeo, ever the paternal figure, opened the cabinet and tossed her a bag of chips.

"So, Rosemary is into these, huh?" Luna ripped open the bag with glee, grabbing a chip, just as Romeo added, "She doesn’t like this flavor, so it’s all yours."

Suddenly, the chip in Luna’s hand lost its appeal.

"Don’t make a mess," Romeo grumbled, hating crumbs on his carpet.

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