Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 237

Chapter 237: Chapter 237

David suddenly realized there was someone else next to him after a while, swiftly turned his head, and said, "Serena?"

"Mm," Serena responded, a small smile forming on her lips as she heard David call her name.

"How much did you score on the college entrance exam this time?" David hadn’t asked about her scores since he came back; he only knew Rose got full marks.

Even though David’s voice was quite low, Serena’s face turned awkward immediately; she could even hear Alma’s snicker from the side.

"David," Alma called out with a laugh, volunteering, "Serena got 722 points, and I got 731."

"I heard the exam was pretty tough this time; good job on getting 731."

Alma lifted her chin in a challenging manner, throwing a glance at Serena. Before she could even feel proud, she heard David add, "But Rose is the real badass here."

David said this and took some food for Rosemary as the restaurant manager served a plate. "Rose, eat up; you’re too skinny!"

Romeo peeled a shrimp for Rosemary and placed it in her bowl. Not to be outdone, David used a tool to extract crab meat and put it in Rosemary’s bowl as well.

Louisa served Rosemary some veggies, Kenneth refilled her soup, and all eyes were on Rosemary.

A calculating glint flashed in Alma’s eyes. She glanced at Serena’s hemline, pressed it down with her chair leg, and raised a glass of orange juice, pretending to say, "Cousin, this one’s for you."

Before she could finish her sentence, she pretended to drop the juice on Serena’s dress.

"Ah." Serena didn’t expect this little imp to prank her in front of everyone.

Beverly, who had seen through this little drama, pretended to scold, "Alma, how could you be so careless? Apologize to your sister now!"

"I’m sorry, sis, it wasn’t on purpose!" Alma looked genuinely sorry.

"Are you okay?" David took out some napkins to wipe Serena’s dress, oblivious to the girls’ squabble. The hemline was too long to be cleaned completely.

Serena couldn’t lose her temper in front of everyone, especially with Romeo there, so she stood up and said, "I’m going to the restroom to clean this up."

A gleeful glint flashed in Alma’s eyes, for she had trapped Serena’s hemline under the chair leg.

Serena was in a hurry to go to the restroom. She let out a scream as she stood up and fell to the ground.

"Sis, are you okay? How did you fall?" Alma rushed to help her up, actually just wanting to get a close-up view of her embarrassment, and gave her a smug look. "Did your long dress trip you? You really need to be more careful. Did you hurt yourself?"

Before Serena could even express her anger, Alma was already apologizing. "My bad, I accidentally got your dress dirty, which made you have to go to the bathroom, and then you tripped over the hem. After the dinner party, you can come to my place and pick out a new dress as compensation.

"Now, don’t stay on the ground; it’s cold. Let me help you up!"

As Alma pretended to help Serena, she deliberately stepped on her dress. Before Serena could stand up, she fell again. The sound of her dress tearing was clearly audible.

Seeing this, Alma quickly said, "Chill, sis, I’ll cover you!"

She pretended to use the torn dress to cover Serena, but in reality, she was deliberately messing with her, making her reveal even more.

"Back off!" Serena angrily pushed her away, instinctively covering her exposed leg, and then stood up with the help of Martha.

Alma immediately apologized, saying, "I’m sorry, it was not on purpose. I was just trying to toast you, but my hand slipped. It’s all because I applied hand cream before I left, so my hands were a bit slippery. I’m really sorry! I was only trying to help Serena up; I didn’t expect her to fall again. I’m really sorry, Serena!"

Her apology seemed very sincere; she even handed her own shawl to Serena and said, "Serena, put this on first!"

Serena, furious, walked to the bathroom with her torn dress without giving Alma a second glance.

Alma bit her lip in a wronged manner, holding the shawl in her hands, and said dejectedly, "Is Serena mad at me?"

"Apologize to her properly when she comes out!" After saying this, Beverly turned to Kenneth and Louisa with a smile and said, "I’m really sorry; this kid can be a bit of a klutz. I’ll apologize for her. But after Serena comes out, whatever you want to do is fine."

"Alma didn’t do it on purpose; let’s just forget it." Although Louisa felt sorry for Serena, the mother and daughter had already apologized, so she couldn’t pursue it further. She could only say, "Martha, go get a spare dress from the car for Serena to change into, see if she’s hurt, and if so, bring the first aid kit."

"Okay." As Martha passed Alma, she deliberately stepped on her dress; only Alma herself could feel it.

Alma looked at Martha’s retreating figure and thought, ’This old woman, Serena, was no longer part of the Collins family, yet she’s still so loyal.’

Rosemary could clearly see Alma’s true colors, but it wasn’t her problem. She casually enjoyed the food on her plate while chatting.

In the dining hall.

The waiter noticed that many guests were moving around different tables, eating food, causing the entire floor to become very chaotic. He went up to remind them, "I’m sorry, gentlemen, this table is not available."

After saying this, he turned to the ladies next to him and said, "I’m sorry, ladies, this area is not in service."

What surprised him even more was that he saw an old lady about to let her two-year-old grandson pee on the soil of the indoor plants. He immediately stepped forward to stop her. "I’m sorry, ma’am, the bathroom is down the hall and to the left, about two hundred meters away."

"Can’t my grandson pee under this tree? He can’t hold it anymore! Two hundred meters? That’s too far!" The old lady said, and the child had already peed, dirtying the soil and the carpet.

"My nephew rented the entire hall, and we can’t even sit? Are you overstepping?" A middle-aged man with a cigarette in his hand glared at the waiter discontentedly, slamming the table and demanding, "Call your manager over; I want to complain about you!"

"Mr. Harris only booked eleven tables, a total of eighty-eight seats, excluding other areas. Even if you get the manager, the situation won’t change. Unless Mr. Harris pays more, you can only consume in that area."

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