Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 247

Chapter 247: Chapter 247

"No need to bother yourself with the cleaning," Rosemary, busy with what she was doing, said casually.

"It’s just a small matter; there’s no need for your folks to help." She had her own people to assign tasks to.

"Alright, if you need help, remember to find me," Alberto said with a cheerful smile. "By the way, you aced your college entrance examination; we old folks have prepared a little gift for you and already had it sent over to your place."

Rosemary was completely focused on the massager in front of her, her voice indifferent: "Hmm, I saw it. I haven’t opened it yet. Is it another new house?"

Alberto immediately denied: "I wouldn’t be as tacky as Grandpa Charles!"

"Is it jewelry? Accessories?"

"That’s something an old-fashioned guy like Grandpa Beck would do, not me!" Alberto said this with some pride.

"Then is it a rare antique? An expensive painting?"

"No, no, no, that’s Grandpa Nelson’s style; what I gave is totally different!"

"Is it a bank card?"

"Only Grandpa Tanner would give such a straightforward gift."

"Oh, I see, it’s shares."

"Clever girl, you guessed it so quickly? Was my gift too predictable?" Alberto thought she wouldn’t guess it, but she figured it out in less than 30 seconds.

"Your gifts are always these things, indeed lacking some novelty." Although she said so, Rosemary knew they had given her the best. "No need to give anything in the future."

"No, we give you gifts because we’re happy," Alberto said this, glanced at the time, and sighed helplessly. "Alright, I have a meeting to attend; I’ve got to go. When can you mature a bit and help me manage the company? I also want to live an easy life."

"I’m still young; you hang in there for a few more decades."

"You little brat, you don’t care about me at all! Alright, call me when you have time! You can also tell me if you have any problems. Don’t seek help from other old folks; they always nag non-stop, which is really annoying! Just come to me; you can come to me for anything."

Rosemary couldn’t help but laugh. "Alright."

The next day.

Olga stormed into room 301, and as soon as she entered, she angrily questioned, "Mom, how could you do this? Have you lost your mind? You actually left a will in the Solterra will vault in advance, and you gave all the stuff at home to Rosemary? How could you do this? Have you considered our feelings?"

She didn’t even use honorifics when talking to the old lady; she was so angry that her whole body was trembling.

Grace was sitting on the bed, reading the book Rosemary had given her previously. Hearing this, she looked up, unhappily asking, "It’s my stuff; I can give it to whoever I want. What right do you have to barge in and question me? Did I agree for you to come in? Out! Knock the door again!"

Attlee was trying hard to pull Olga back; although he was angry, he wasn’t as impulsive as his wife. Olga wanted to talk to the old lady more but was pulled away by Attlee.

Attlee tried to reason with a friendly tone: "Knock before you barge in, okay?"

After closing the door, he knocked again, but there was no response from Mom.

Unable to endure this, Olga stormed in, fuming, "Mom, didn’t you hear the knocking? Are you so sick that even your ears can’t work? We’ve been knocking forever! How long do you plan to keep us out here? You owe Attlee, me, and Yoli an explanation for all this!"

With that, she pulled Yolanda from behind her. Yolanda’s eyes were red; she was clearly upset about the whole situation. She looked like the whole world had wronged her.

"What did you do to Casey?" Grace shot back instead of answering, "Is Casey with you?"

Casey was Grace’s personal advisor, specifically the one who helped with the will.

In Casey’s character, she would never reveal the contents of the will unless forced to!

When Olga stormed into the room, Grace suspected something was up with Casey. After Attlee pulled Olga out, Grace frantically dialed Casey’s number, only to be greeted by silence.

Worried for Casey’s safety, Grace got even angrier, pointing a trembling finger at Olga and asking, "What did you do to Casey?"

"She just wouldn’t cooperate, so I had to make her suffer a bit. Man, she’s stubborn; she wouldn’t spill the beans no matter what." Olga smirked, recalling Casey’s terrified expression and her agony after being taught a lesson—it was satisfying.

"So, you threatened her with her daughter, didn’t you?"

Casey was a single mom, and her daughter was her Achilles’ heel.

"What did you do to that girl?"

"I just gave her a scare; I didn’t hurt her! Why are you so worked up?" Olga couldn’t understand why Grace was more concerned about others than her own family. Was she really so sick that her brain was fried?

"Let them go!" Grace banged a book on the bed rail, making a racket. "I order you to let them go!"

"They’ve been released." Olga shrugged. "If she’d just complied from the start, she wouldn’t have had to suffer. So much for teamwork."

But Grace’s will was already kept in a will bank, and nobody could access or nullify it unless Grace agreed to alter it.

That’s why Olga had to confront Grace.

Overwhelmed by rage, Grace hurled a glass of water from her bedside table.

Attlee was too late to stop her. The glass hit Olga, soaking her dress.

"Mom, are you out of your mind? Why would you hit me?"

"You deserved it! Calling you a robber is an insult to robbers! You three would do anything for the will. Where’s your conscience? You’ve done some seriously messed-up things."

Grace coughed violently, clutching her chest. She seemed to have overexerted herself, her heart throbbing with pain.

Feeling wronged, Olga retorted, "How can you say that? You only have one son. If you won’t leave anything to him, at least leave something to Yoli. Who’s Rosemary? She’s just a stranger with no blood relation to us. She’s the founder of LY and a piano maestro. She doesn’t need your money. Why would you leave her everything?"

"That’s my property. I’ll leave it to whoever I want. What’s it to you?" Grace pointed at Olga after a fit of coughing and said, "Just yesterday, weren’t you crying and begging, saying you owe Rosemary too much and want to make amends, to be a family again? Now she’s a stranger with no blood relations?"

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