Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 135

Chapter 135: Chapter 135

Yolanda was quite angry but burst into laughter the moment she saw a tag hanging around Rosemary’s neck, which read "Assistant No.16".

"My dad gave you six million, what happened? You spent it all? Now you have to work as an assistant in some small company? Where’s your self–respect?"

Designer No.9 quickly chimed in, "Yoli, she’s working for a subsidiary of the Collins family."

"Wait, you mean the filthy rich Collins family?"

"Exactly."

A flush of embarrassment crept across Yolanda’s face, but she quickly shrugged it off, "Even in a billionaire’s company, she’s still an assistant, doing all the grunt work. Life’s tough for her."

Rosemary remained silent.

"Without the Harris family, you’d be scraping by. If I were you, I’d go home and get down on my knees and apologize to my parents. Maybe they’d be so happy that they’d give me some pocket money."

"Maybe you’re okay being a puppet, but I’m not."

Rosemary glanced at the tag around Yolanda’s neck, which also had the word ’Assistant’.

She had tagged along with the designer No.9.

"You talk a big game. I thought you were a designer." Rosemary didn’t have time for her and was about to leave.

Yolanda stopped her again, "I’m wearing this tag to gain some experience, not to slave away like you. We’re not the same!"

Yolanda was feeling pretty smug, "I’m the only daughter in my family, and I’ll inherit the family business. I’m just here to get a feel of the industry, what’s wrong with that?" Rosemary found this quite hilarious

and gave a small laugh, "You think your family business can survive the month?"

Yolanda had a sinking feeling, "What do you mean?"

"Your family is going bankrupt."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Yolanda shouted angrily as Rosemary walked away, "I’m nothing like you, a girl from a poor family who has to work. Even if I go bankrupt, i’ll still be better off than you!"

"Oh, we’ll see about that." Rosemary headed straight for the break area.

Yolanda was fuming!

"Yoli, who is she?" Designer No.9 couldn’t resist asking.

Yolanda gritted her teeth as she watched Rosemary walk away, "Just a nobody. You don’t need to know.who she is."

Yolanda was raised by a cleaner and didn’t know a thing about design. She was here today as an assistant to broaden her horizons, and maybe show off a bit.

To increase her value and possibly catch the attention of the Panter family.

Although she was here–as an assistant, the designers in the company were fawning over her, waiting on her hand and foot.

"You need to outperform them, got it?"

"Yes. Designer No.9 quickly agreed and made a mental note of how Rosemary and Molly looked.

Just as Rosemary returned to the break area, a wealthy young lady eyed her with arrogance and walked over.

"Rosemary?"

Rosemary looked up, clearly not recognizing the lady decked out in designer clothes and radiating a strong aura.

"The standards for the Solterra Cup Garment Design Contest have really gone down. Since when is a shameless woman allowed to participate?"

The wealthy lady’s comment immediately drew the attention of a dozen people around Rosemary, who found herself to be very confused.

Molly was fuming. "What the hell are you saying? Rosemary, shameless? Are you blind or just plain stupid? Apologize now!"

The rich girl glanced at Molly, clearly not taking this poor girl seriously Instead, she looked at Rosemary with a haughty air.

"Who do you think you are? Just a little assistant, trying to steal someone’s fiance? Do you even know your place? You’re so shameless, I feel embarrassed for you!"

Rosemary was furious.

"Why do you have to meddle in others affairs? It’s only because my friend is so forgiving! If it were me,"

Before the rich girl could finish her sentence, Rosemary grabbed her by the neck and slammed her against the wall.

Everyone around was dumbstruck.

The rich girl was in disbelief, her back and neck throbbing with pain, "What are you doing?"

"If you’re sick, go to the hospital. Don’t come here acting crazy, do you want me to cure you?"

The rich girl was intimidated by her strong aura and held onto her hand, "Let go."

"Who’s shameless?" Rosemary tightened her grip, "If you don’t make it clear, you won’t be leaving here today."

"Rosemary, calm down." Molly was worried that she would beat up a bunch of people like she did last night.

"I dare you to do anything to me, believe it or not." The rich girl couldn’t even finish her sentence as

Rosemary choked her until her face was red, "Let go."

"My patience is wearing thin. You have thirty seconds."

Rosemary was in a bad mood today, and someone was provoking her again..

"You’re stealing someone else’s fiancé and you think you’re right?" The rich girl was gasping for air,

"Just as I thought, people like you have no shame, you won’t even admit when you’re wrong."

"Enough!" Molly screamed at her, then quickly tried to calm Rosemary, "Rosemary, don’t be angry, let go first."

Rosemary tightened her grip.

The rich girl felt like she was about to be choked to death and used all her strength to pant out one word, "Serena."

Rosemary let go, having a pretty good idea of what was going on.

The rich girl collapsed, and a few designers rushed over to help her.

"Oh my God, her neck is all red, someone get a first aid kit."

"What the hell is wrong with her, choking you like that."

"She’s the Miss of the Reed family, if anything happens to her, you won’t be able to afford the consequences!"

"You better apologize now, or if this gets to the Reed family, not only you will be implicated!"

People who saw this started guessing the identity of the rich girl, she’s the most loved little princess of the Reed family – Brooklyn!

No one could afford to offend her!

"Anyone who wants to experience what she just went through, step up now." Rosemary’s icy gaze swept over the designers.

They were so scared that they didn’t dare to breathe and lowered their heads, completely losing their previous arrogance.

They all just saw Rosemary choke Brooklyn!

Her fiery temper could probably only be matched by the gentleman from the McMillian family!

They were both terrifying, inducing fear in people.

Rosemary looked coldly at Brooklyn, "Didn’t your good friend tell you who’s fiancé he is?"

"What do you mean?" Brooklyn coughed a few times, finally caught her breath and looked at Rosemary reluctantly, "This is something all the big families know, are you spreading rumors here?"