Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife novel Chapter 706

Chapter 706: Chapter 707

Florence watched as Serena prepared to leave and quickly asked, "Is that gold card really yours?"

"What’s it to you?" Serena replied with a scowl.

"I recognize that card. There’s only one in all of Dawnstar, and it’s not yours."

Hearing this, Serena gave the lady a second look, her features unfamiliar, then snapped, "None of your business!"

As Florence watched Serena strut away in her heels, she all but confirmed the card didn’t belong to her.

Could it really belong to her son?

When did her son start dating this girl? And this girl’s so rude and uncultured.

She had to get to the bottom of this.

She wouldn’t let anyone of questionable character step foot into the Cooper family home!

The Cooper family was in the midst of turbulent times, and if this girl really was her son’s girlfriend, Florence would be the first to object!

"Pete, start the car, we’re heading over to Martin’s."

Meanwhile...

After Serena finished her shopping spree, she soon learned that her grandmother’s plane had landed at the apron, and the household staff had all gone to welcome her.

Serena, not one to miss out, got dolled up and hurried over to cozy up to her.

Rosemary had been out running errands that morning, and upon her return, she saw Serena clutching her grandmother’s hand, cooing:

"Granny, what do you think of this brooch? It symbolizes peace and good fortune. I bought it with the prize money from a competition, just for you. Do you like it?"

"That brand is my favorite, isn’t it? That brooch must have cost a pretty penny. You’ve won another competition, haven’t you?"

Belinda was touched and impressed by Serena’s thoughtfulness—not only for her parents and brother but also for remembering her dear old granny.

"It’s from competitions a while back. The prize money added up."

Rosemary’s lips twitched in skepticism. What competitions could possibly accumulate enough to afford a KCY brooch?

The lies didn’t even seem to require preparation.

Just as she was about to enter the house, she heard Serena say, "May, this is for you!"

May was a favored servant by Sampson’s side and someone Belinda trusted implicitly—sharp and savvy.

But ever since Serena posted on Facebook, flaunting gifts she’d received, including calligraphy from the master artist Evarose, she’d mentioned everyone who gave her a gift—parents, brother, etc.—except for her own sister, Rosemary.

So May didn’t think too highly of her.

Serena had accepted Rosemary’s gift but only seemed interested in showing off its value, not in letting people know the real relationship between her and Rosemary, which felt rather calculating.

"Serena, I appreciate the thought," May declined gently, "but this bracelet is quite expensive, and I’d be uneasy accepting it. Please take it back."

"What’s wrong? Don’t like the style?" Serena knew May was close to Rosemary.

Was her refusal a way of taking a stand? Did she only recognize Rosemary as her mistress?

The thought made Serena uncomfortable. Could Rosemary be bribing May on the side?

"He’s grown now. We’re too old to be chasing after him. Once I’m back on my feet, we won’t stay at Bard’s place anymore. Let’s go back to living our own lives, like the old days!"

As the couple chattered away, clearly eager to share the moments they’d missed, Rosemary’s eyes softened, feeling the warmth of family harmony.

When their heartfelt exchange concluded, Rosemary finally said, "Hello, Grandpa, Grandma."

"Rose?" Belinda’s eyes lit up upon seeing her granddaughter, and she immediately let go of her husband to embrace Rosemary tightly.

Rosemary smiled. "How have you been feeling lately?"

"I’ve been taking the medicine you gave me on time. I feel like I’m full of energy again—no aches or pains." Belinda released the hug, beaming at her granddaughter. "Did you just get back? Where were you?"

"Just taking care of some things."

Knowing the risks involved, Rosemary didn’t disclose details, simply saying, "Seeing you and Grandpa together makes me truly happy for both of you."

"All thanks to you." Darren lavished Rosemary with praise from head to toe, completely oblivious to another granddaughter standing by.

Serena noted that ever since Rosemary had shown up, her grandparents had showered her with affection and attention, more so than they ever did with Serena herself.

On the other hand, she felt utterly dispensable, despite being their granddaughter by blood.

She remembered how she’d gone to greet her grandmother when she arrived, and not once did her grandma embrace her, even though Serena had spent nearly an hour sweetly holding her hand.

It seemed blood ties trumped all.

And her grandpa hadn’t even acknowledged her since he appeared—as if she was invisible.