Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 663

Chapter 663: Chapter 663

Eunice chuckled, her laughter carrying an air of satisfaction.

Just moments ago, she had heard from the manager how her niece, feisty as ever, had pinned someone down on a table and poured two bottles of red wine right over their face.

"That’s my girl," Eunice proudly proclaimed. "She needs to learn not to mess with you again!"

As she spoke, Eunice cast a chilly glance at the manager beside her.

"Since my niece is letting it slide, shouldn’t you and your staff be making yourselves scarce?"

"Thank you, Mrs. Griffith, and Ms. Rose, for your graciousness. We’ll put this behind us. I assure you that I’ll tighten up our management so nothing like this occurs again. Your meals have been replaced, please enjoy at your leisure. Tonight’s dinner is on the house, and from now on, Mrs. Griffith and Ms. Rose, you will receive a fifty-percent discount whenever you dine with us."

The restaurant manager bowed deeply before making his exit.

"Rose, you haven’t eaten much waiting for me, have you?" Eunice said as she picked up the fork to plate some food for Rose.

"Eat up, darling. It’s the first time I have taken you out for a meal, and I won’t have you going hungry."

Meanwhile, outside...

Serena stormed out of the restaurant, fuming, and stood by the garden waiting for Martin’s chauffeur to pick her up.

"How many minutes has it been now? I have to wait? You’ve got five more minutes, buddy. If I don’t see you in five, you can kiss your job goodbye. I’ll have Martin fire you on the spot!"

She ended the call, seething. The damned traffic — even with snow, how long could it really be?

There she was, shivering in her wet clothes, teeth chattering as the snow fell like feathers around her, the cold seeping into her very bones.

The worst part? Her clothes were soaked, and the wind only made her shiver more violently.

As she cursed Rosemary to high heaven in her head, suddenly, a sack was thrown over her head, and she was dragged into a nearby alley.

"Who are you? What do you want with me? Did Rosemary send you? Let me go! Do you have any idea who I am?

Crossing me will not end well for you!"

Leno, a man Eunice had acquired through Alexander, signaled to his men. He didn’t know Serena’s identity or her connection to Bard. He only knew she had offended Mrs. Griffith and needed to be taught a lesson.

Initially defiant, Serena soon broke down into sobs, pleading for mercy after a thorough beating.

"Please, no more. Who sent you? How much did they pay you? I’ll double it — no, ten times that!"

She shielded her face, desperate, and even tried pleading.

Leno was momentarily speechless at her antics.

Back inside the restaurant...

Eunice and Rosemary were all smiles and laughter when a manager approached with a report.

"Mrs. Griffith, someone’s here to see you. They say it’s urgent."

Eunice glanced at her associate in the distance and commanded with an air of authority,

"Let him in."

"Yes, ma’am." Mr. Morrison gestured, and the staff promptly stepped aside.

Her subordinate hurried over and bowed deeply before Eunice.

"To witness your return with my own eyes, Mrs. Griffith, is a profound joy." His voice was thick with emotion.

"Alright, cut the drama. What’s the news?" Eunice was known for her straightforwardness.

Seeing her there, as stunning and commanding as ever with her curled hair and perfect makeup, he was so moved that his eyes welled up with tears.

It was all good as long as she was alive.

No worries as long as she was okay.

But...

Who’s this girl across from Eunice?

Reporting on business with an outsider present — was that really okay?

"No need to fuss, she’s my niece, but it’s no issue." Eunice’s blend of elegance and authority was undeniable — an effortless display of cool confidence.

Jimmy immediately averted his gaze.

Although he had no idea when Eunice had acquired a niece, if Eunice said it was fine, he believed her.

"Mrs. Griffith, during your absence, all nineteen of your companies have been running smoothly. Mr. Griffith hasn’t interfered. He said you trusted us, so he left us in full charge. The net profits have been consistently deposited into your account each month — have you noticed?"

"I’ve seen it," Eunice said with an approving smile, "and it’s up."

Each month was better than the last.

"All credit goes to you, Mrs. Griffith! Your strategic foresight planned our future development. We’re just following the path you set out."

Indeed, Eunice’s direction had been spot-on, and the nineteen companies were thriving, earning respect from industry insiders.

"Weren’t you afraid I wouldn’t return?" Eunice asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Each of these companies, you led us to build from the ground up without relying on Mr. Griffith or anyone else’s influence! Just for that, even if you never returned, we’d continue to manage them for you, ensuring the net profits hit your account every month until our dying day.

"Besides, we figured you were just tired and needed a vacation. Ever since you disappeared, not one of us has left headquarters. We all waited for your comeback!"

Eunice knew her team was devoted. Her eyes sparkled with gratitude and emotion.

"You’ve all worked hard during this time. I’ll have them give an extra year’s salary as my thanks for your dedication."

"You’re too kind, Mrs. Griffith. We’re just doing our jobs!" Jimmy finished, pulling a stack of reports from his bag.

"While you were out, I compiled the monthly data and progress of all nineteen companies. It’s too much for a phone call, so I’ll leave it with you to review at home."

Eunice glanced at the pile of reports, aware of the hard work her team had put in during her absence.

The topmost financial statement alone was impressive.

"Let’s discuss this after I’ve had a chance to go through it."

"Of course. I won’t disturb your meal any longer. It’s a joy to see you back safe and sound!"

Her smile grew.

"You’ve mentioned that more than once."

Jimmy hadn’t expected to become such a chatterbox and, with an embarrassed smile, excused himself.

Rosemary never imagined her aunt had built up nineteen companies without leaning on her uncle’s influence.

The loyalty shown by the company’s employees during Eunice’s absence was remarkable.

No wonder Eunice carried herself with such effortless grace and assertiveness. With such an empire backing her, she exuded an aura of confidence and strength.

To have an aunt like this — intellectually independent, financially self-sufficient, full of ideas, and yet so charismatic — was not only Rosemary’s good fortune but her uncle’s as well.

It could only be said that her uncle was indeed fortunate to have a wife like Eunice.