Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 242

Chapter 242: Chapter 242

Seeing the two brothers bickering endlessly, Louisa smiled at Rosemary and said, "Rose, why don’t you see Romeo out first? We’ll wait for you at the door."

"Alright."

As Romeo walked through the lobby with his arm around Rosemary’s shoulders, Yolanda’s mouth hung open wide enough to fit two eggs.

Wasn’t that the man she’d been pining for?

He was actually walking arm in arm with Rosemary, whispering something to her.

And Rosemary was smiling brightly, her eyes flirting with him!

Hadn’t she just been hugging David?

That was way out of line!

She was dating two guys at the same time!

How shameless!

The real question was, how did she manage it? She had two amazing guys attracted to her, and they didn’t even notice each other. They were dining in the same restaurant but didn’t realize each other’s presence!

That was simply mind-blowing.

Seeing them leave the restaurant, Yolanda immediately stood up and said, "Zachary, I need to use the restroom."

’Again??’

Zachary wanted to ask if she was feeling unwell, but he noticed that she was headed in the opposite direction of the restroom. Where was she going? Was she stepping out for some fresh air? Was something bothering her tonight?

Yolanda hurried outside the restaurant, and from a distance, she saw Romeo, under the dim light, holding Rosemary’s face in his hands and kissing her passionately. She covered her mouth, unable to believe what she was seeing!

Their affection, it seemed, was deeper than she had imagined.

Romeo was greedily enjoying the sweet taste of the girl’s lips; after a while, he reluctantly let go, saying, "I wish I could take you home."

But Rosemary seemed more indifferent than him. "I’ll take our dar home later; you can leave first."

"Leaving me alone again."

His tone sounded a bit melancholic.

Rosemary sighed and said, "Behave."

"Then give me some compensation."

Rosemary couldn’t help but laugh at his constant requests for compensation. She smiled, tiptoed, and landed a kiss on his lips. "Is that enough for you?"

Romeo held her tighter, as if he hadn’t had enough. "It’s too little; can I have more?"

Rosemary tiptoed again and gave him another kiss.

Romeo’s passion was ignited by her; he held her head and gave her a long, deep kiss.

Yolanda, hiding nearby, watched their deep kisses and cursed in her mind.

Her teasing and rejecting tactics were clear as day!

Suddenly, an idea popped into Yolanda’s head. She took out her phone and snapped a picture.

She would definitely show this to Romeo, or maybe David, when the opportunity presented itself. To show them just how cunning and manipulative this woman was!

After a while, Romeo gently touched Rosemary’s face and said, "I’ll wait here with you for your uncle and aunt."

"No need; you can go ahead," Rosemary said, as if comforting a child. "Be good, be careful on the road, and don’t drive too fast."

"I’ll call you when I get home."

Romeo withdrew his hand, looked at her affectionately for a few moments, then turned to walk towards the parking lot.

Rosemary turned her head and saw Yolanda hiding in the bushes. She sneered, "Had enough fun taking pictures?"

Yolanda was surprised that Rosemary could see her from such a distance and knew she was taking pictures.

Seeing Rosemary coming towards her, Yolanda was a bit scared, but she braced herself and stepped out.

She was the first to attack, pointing at Rosemary and scolding, "You’re really shameless, all cozy with David one moment and then close with Romeo the next! What, you can’t live without men?"

’Cozy with David? Unclear with Romeo?’

Rosemary found it funny. She raised her hand and slapped her. The sound was particularly crisp at night.

"Get over yourself! Seems like last time’s lesson wasn’t enough for you. This time you’ll learn again: Think before you speak, or else people might think you’re stupid."

"You—you bitch, dare to insult me." Yolanda covered her face, furious and about to fight back.

Just then, an RV drove over. A driver quickly got out and asked respectfully, "Ms. Rose, is there a problem? Do you need my help?"

He finished speaking and then looked at Yolanda vigilantly.

"Just ignore her." Rosemary got into the RV without giving Yolanda a second thought.

Yolanda was furious, knowing she was no match for Rosemary with the driver protecting her.

"Wait and see; this isn’t over!" Yolanda threatened.

Back in the hall, she saw Attlee and Olga fawning over a crowd.

"Mr. Collins, didn’t expect to see you here! I’m Attlee from the Harris group. Tonight, we’re hosting a party for my daughter. I was wondering if you’d like to join us for a drink."

"My husband doesn’t drink." From the front of the crowd, the elegant and beautiful Louisa spoke coldly, "Even if he did, why would he want to have a meal with you?"

They had bullied their precious daughter before, and she hadn’t even settled the score yet! Yet they had the audacity to come over and be annoying?

"Mrs. Collins, I’m sorry; my husband doesn’t know any better. Don’t be upset." Olga nudged Attlee’s elbow, hinting for him to apologize.

Attlee quickly put on a smile, slapping his mouth in an overly friendly way. "Yes, yes, yes, it’s my fault; I’m not good with words. Mrs. Collins, don’t take it to heart. Tonight, we just wanted to see you happy, so we got a bit eager and wanted to invite you for a drink, not knowing Mr. Collins doesn’t drink."

The Collins family was very imposing; whether it was Kenneth’s family or Lucas’s, they all gave off a feeling of looking down from a high place. Under the powerful aura of this large family, Attlee felt like an insignificant bug, feeling very humble.

"But seeing you unhappy makes me happy. Mr. Harris, please step aside."

Seeing that Louisa didn’t intend to waste time with them, Attlee felt humiliated, but he didn’t want to miss such a great opportunity!

Before Olga could finish speaking, Louisa had already glanced at the lobby manager.

The manager immediately understood her meaning, stepped forward, and said, "I’m sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Harris, could you please make way?"

He opened a path, and the Collins family walked by one by one. Their powerful presence made the Harris family feel intimidated.

Watching Kenneth and Louisa’s retreating figures, Attlee couldn’t help but call out, "Mr. Collins, Mrs. Collins."