Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 655

Chapter 655: Chapter 655

"Like he’s any match for us." Jack glanced over at Frank with a smirk.

If Frank hadn’t pulled that sneaky move and knocked them out cold, who knew who would have come out on top?

Frank bit back the urge to give Jack a thorough pounding after hearing that.

On their way to the restaurant, Jack was utterly gobsmacked by Bard’s lavish estate, his compliments spilling out one after another, much to Bard’s amusement, who laughed heartily, clearly in high spirits.

Bard, still chuckling, told them to make themselves at home and take a look around before turning to Rosemary.

"Rose, come with me for a moment, would you?"

Rosemary shot Jack a look that said behave yourself before following Bard’s steps.

"Rose, do you remember that a long time ago, you saved me?" he asked.

Rosemary was taken aback, seemingly unable to recall the event.

"Back then, I’d heard about a place by you guys. It was full of miraculous herbs. Since a bunch of top-notch doctors couldn’t do a thing for your grandparents, I decided to take a risk and have a look, hoping to find something worthwhile. So I led a group there. Even though I’d heard the place was a bit rough, I thought we’d be safe with enough hands. I didn’t expect to walk into an ambush. You were the one who showed up and saved every last one of us. I didn’t lose a single man."

Now it clicked for Rosemary. In those times, several powerful factions dominated the area, and countless unknown groups sprouted up like mushrooms after the rain, all vying for territory and resources. Anyone unfamiliar who stepped foot in there became a target.

Rosemary had intervened when she saw her uncle’s men cornered — not just out of solidarity for a fellow Solterran, but also to set an example to the other factions. Those under her protection were untouchable.

"Turns out, our paths had crossed long before," Bard said with a warm gaze. "Considering even my men couldn’t stay there long, how did you manage all these years? I heard from Jack that you’ve been through a lot."

"It’s nothing. Which young person hasn’t faced hardships?"

"The Collins and the Griffith families owe you so much, allowing you to go through all those trials for no good reason," Bard said, his voice tinged with guilt.

"But it’s those very trials that have shaped a better me. You shouldn’t blame yourself, Uncle Bard."

Thanks to those experiences, she had met influential people, learned invaluable skills, and was able to help many more.

Bard realized she was truly understanding and possessed a broad perspective. He looked at her with admiration and fondness.

"Louisa would be proud to have a daughter like you."

In the afternoon.

After Jack and his crew headed back, it wasn’t long before he called Rosemary.

"Boss, those guys in black at the restaurant have finally spilled the beans. They’re not Alexander’s men. They came for you."

Rosemary was somewhat surprised.

"They had no idea that the man dining with you that night was Dawnstar’s big shot, Bard Griffith. They said if they had known, they wouldn’t have dared make a move in his presence. Now, they’re being hunted down. They’re at a dead end!"

Rosemary listened quietly as he continued.

"They’re saying they’ll spill everything they know, just asking for safe passage back home in exchange for their lives."

After all, crossing Bard on his own turf either meant safe passage home, or they’d rather Jack lock them up for life than face certain death outside.

"Boss, are they out of their minds? Just think about it. Why on earth would we cross Bard for a few lowlifes like them? Lucky for us, Bard’s your uncle. I pretended to agree to their terms and got some intel out of them.

Someone’s put a bounty on your head, a hefty one. I’ve got people back home looking into it, and I’m sure we’ll have answers soon."

Rosemary’s gaze deepened with intrigue. Who could possibly want her dead?

Before Rosemary could voice her thoughts, Jack blurted out,

"Boss, who’s the knucklehead that put a price on your head? The whole industry knows you’re not someone to mess with, given your skills and status. Who’d pull such a bone-headed move?"

Pausing, Jack couldn’t help but probe further,

"Boss, you tick anyone off lately?"

Rosemary’s voice carried a lazy drawl, tinged with a hint of nonchalance,

"Too many to keep track."

In her line of work, making enemies was par for the course. Some folks believed in the long game, holding grudges for years. Maybe it was an old adversary stirring trouble.

"But this time, I got a hunch these guys aren’t the same ones after Carol. After all, their power’s too strong to bother with bounties to take you down."

At the mention of Carol...

Rosemary inquired, "How’s Carol doing, anyway?"

"She’s on the mend. Couple days back, she went solo to apologize to the Temple family. They weren’t having any of it, told her to stay gone. Then, there was this one time Celeste was visiting her daughter’s grave, got so overwhelmed with grief she passed out. Carol took her to the hospital, left without giving her name."

Rosemary was surprised by the turn of events.

"What about Celeste’s staff?"

"Crystal’s grave’s close to the Temple estate. Celeste always walks there alone, probably wants some private time to talk to her daughter," Jack speculated.

Rosemary probed further, "So, the Temples cooled off yet?"

"It ain’t that easy. Though Carol’s back in her ancestral fold, there’s the issue with her biological family." Jack’s voice trailed off, heavy with implication.

Rosemary, sensing the discomfort in his tone, pressed,

"What’s up?"

She recalled Jack sending her details on Carol’s birth family but hadn’t had the chance to review them. Now, it seemed there were complications.

"Carol’s birth mother spent years searching for her missing kids to no avail, passed away from illness long ago. Her dad remarried, had twins who are now eighteen. So when Carol and her brother Dennis showed up out of the blue, the stepmom wasn’t exactly welcoming."

It was a clear threat to the family inheritance, wasn’t it?

"So, Carol’s finding it tough with her own folks," Rosemary said, a touch of empathy in her voice.

"Not exactly tough. She’s living with Clark, just visits her family now and then. But fitting in? That’ll take some time."

Understanding Jack’s point, Rosemary had a clearer picture now.

Just then, a servant knocked.

"Ms. Rose, are you resting? Mrs. Griffith has awakened and wishes to see you."

Rosemary ended her call and opened the door, asking,

"You mean my aunt’s awake?"

"Yes, Ms. Rose, are you available now?"

"I am."

"Please follow me."

As the servant led the way, Rosemary remembered their first encounter. She had arrived empty-handed and now, on the spur of the moment, she wasn’t sure what to bring her aunt.

She had only prepared a gift for her uncle before because she had never known she had an aunt.

It must have been because everyone thought Bard’s wife was gone, and the painful memory was never brought up.

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