Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 669

Chapter 669: Chapter 669

"Is it Arlen’s birthday today?" Serena’s eyes sparkled with surprise and joy. "Well, they say the early bird catches the worm. I simply must go and celebrate with him!"

Before Eunice could object, Serena chimed in, "I’ve got a few dresses in my suitcase, and for a birthday gift, I’ll pick something from the presents I brought for Uncle Bard. It’s the thought that counts, right?"

Seeing Serena’s enthusiasm, Eunice smiled with her glossy red lips and said, "Serena, honey, your sister and I will handle it tonight. You just stay home and take it easy, okay?"

Serena hadn’t expected Aunt Eunice to turn her down again, and her eyes betrayed a hint of hurt.

"There will be plenty of other birthday parties to attend, but we’ll skip this one for tonight," Eunice said, then turned to Rosemary. "We should get going. It’s getting late."

"Okay." Rosemary followed Aunt Eunice, passing by Serena, who couldn’t help but sense Serena’s boiling resentment and jealousy.

That girl never seemed to learn from her past mistakes.

Serena watched Eunice leave the main house and couldn’t hold back any longer. She hurried after her, quickly catching up and taking Eunice’s hand with a firm grip.

"Aunt Eunice, let me at least see you off."

Though she said "you," Serena clung to Eunice’s hand with an almost possessive air, as if to assert her territory over Rosemary or deliberately leave her out in the cold.

Normally, Serena would sprinkle the conversation with sweet nothings, like: I must not be doing as well as my sister; that’s why Aunt Eunice prefers her company. After all, I’m not really a Collins by blood; it’s only right that I shouldn’t go.

But Aunt Eunice was sharp as a tack, so Serena dared not lay it on too thick.

Instead, she just clung to Eunice’s hand, playing the sentimentality card.

"Aunt Eunice, it’s been so long since we’ve had a chat, and now you’re leaving again. I just want to walk you out; at least that way, I can spend a little more time with you."

Eunice laughed. "Since when did you become such a clingy kid?"

Serena grinned sweetly. "Ever since last time, when I thought I might never see you again, I’ve been kicking myself for not making more time for the people I care about. Auntie, when was the last time we had a proper walk together like this?"

"It’s been a while," Eunice admitted, stopping in her tracks to turn and wave Rosemary over. "What’s taking you so long? Hurry up."

As Rosemary caught up, Eunice took her hand and said, "There’ll be a bunch of relatives at Arlen’s place. Don’t be nervous—I’ll introduce you to each one."

"Okay."

"My sister’s not one to get stage fright easily," Serena said, her voice bright with admiration. "She’s a lot like you, Aunt Eunice. I need to learn from both of you."

Eunice smiled but noticed that Rosemary was very quiet, not joining in the laughter—as if she hadn’t heard Serena at all.

Serena walked them to the driveway, her voice tinged with reluctance. "Auntie, you and my sister come back early. Otherwise, I’ll miss you."

"Sure thing," Eunice replied as she opened the car door for Rosemary to get in before instructing, "If you get hungry or thirsty, just tell the staff what you want."

"Don’t worry, Aunt Eunice, it’s not my first rodeo here!" Serena flashed a sweet smile. "Goodbye, Aunt Eunice. Goodbye, Rose. Have a smooth ride."

Rosemary couldn’t help but feel speechless. Just yesterday, Serena had drenched her with two bottles of wine, and yet today, she could smile and say goodbye as if nothing had happened.

As if nothing had ever happened.

That mental fortitude was impressive.

Along the way, Eunice glanced at the quietly composed girl beside her and asked, "Rose, aren’t you curious why, out of everyone, I chose to bring only you to tonight’s birthday bash and not Serena?"

"Is it because she’s not the right fit?" Rosemary guessed. "Or is it because you want me to get to know what kind of people Mom’s side of the family are?"

"Yes, but that’s not the main reason." Eunice smiled, her gaze fixed ahead, her red lips curling. "You must have heard enough rumors by now. Take a guess—why have I been by Alexander’s side for so long without ever thinking of leaving?"

Rosemary sensed something in her words.

"Figured it out?" Eunice saw a flicker of insight in Rosemary’s eyes, and her smile grew even more beautiful. "So quick to catch on—you truly are my dear niece."

Rosemary wasn’t entirely sure, but she ventured a guess.

"You were hurt and Mr. Elliot brought you to Alexander. Normally, the first thing upon waking would be to leave, to find a way back to Uncle Bard—because I can tell, you and Uncle Bard truly love each other. You can’t live without one another.

"But you didn’t leave. You stayed and even took the opportunity to win over a number of Alexander’s men.

"Those men are fiercely loyal to you. It wouldn’t have been difficult for any of them to send a message to Uncle Bard, but you didn’t do that. This means there’s something there worth staying for. You mentioned true love with Uncle Bard, and that’s a big reason for your staying."

Eunice urged her on with her deepening smile. "Go on."

"Uncle Bard’s power is unassailable in Dawnstar. Logically, there’s nothing that would require your personal intervention—just a word to him would suffice to settle it. Unless it’s something Uncle Bard himself hasn’t noticed, something you stumbled upon unexpectedly.

"It must be no small matter, likely concerning Uncle Bard’s safety, or perhaps the safety of my grandparents.

"Otherwise, it wouldn’t be worth the risk for you to stay.

"As far as I know, Uncle Bard and the Mafia Rock have always kept to their own turfs—no crossover. But for you to remain so long at Mafia Rock, under Alexander’s roof, it can only mean one thing: Alexander has something you want. As for what that something is, I haven’t guessed it. Please, Aunt Eunice, enlighten me."

Eunice laughed, amazed at her niece’s sharpness. "You’ve done well to guess this much." Outside, they were all talking, saying she was tainted, that she had no business returning to Bard’s side.

"You see things differently than they do," Rosemary said coolly, aware of the "others" Eunice referred to. If all she did was scratch the surface, what kind of leader would she be?

"I envy Louisa for having such a clever and beautiful daughter." Eunice beamed. "You’re right. While at Alexander’s, I inadvertently discovered someone from the Griffith family in contact with him—plotting to have your grandfather and Bard killed. I found it suspicious and decided to stay and gather evidence."

Eunice narrated everything in detail.

"Alexander was cautious, always covering his tracks. It took me a long time to gather some evidence, and just when I did, Bard discovered I was still alive and mounted a surprise attack, wiping Alexander out."

"I understand now," Rosemary’s eyes widened in realization. "But the trail didn’t end there!"

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