Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife novel Chapter 844

Chapter 844: Chapter 843

"What’s more, it’s Sean who tells us to sit, and yet you rejected it. What, are you in charge?" Steward was suspicious that this girl was provoking dissension, feeling the weight of Sean’s icy stare. He was trembling, not from cold, but from fear. He’d never dare to act like he ran the place. This girl was stirring the pot, trying to paint him in a bad light.

"If it wasn’t for Mr. Bynes speaking up for you last night, you think you could’ve just walked away scot-free?" Sean lounged back on the plush sofa, casually stroking a well-behaved cub, his tone nonchalant.

Mr. Bynes? Who?

When she and Horace had hurriedly left the night before, she did recall seeing a preppy guy who had spoken up for her at the race track.

Could he be Mr. Bynes? But why would a total stranger stick his neck out for her, not once, but repeatedly?

"Since you’re so keen on that island."

Sean didn’t finish his sentence before Rosemary cut in bluntly, "It’s not that I’m dying to have it."

The room fell silent, confused.

"It’s too pricey for my blood."

Sean’s smirk grew wider, "Your bank balance isn’t my concern. You want the island? Show me you mean business."

A bodyguard brought over a bottle of fine red wine and two glasses, implying that Rosemary should pour Sean a drink as a gesture of goodwill.

"Our boss is a big deal, how dare you!"

With a smile, Rosemary grabbed the corkscrew and effortlessly uncorked the bottle, releasing a waft of the rich aroma.

Top-shelf stuff. She poured the wine carefully, letting it cascade down the glass walls, filling it just a third of the way to let the bouquet develop before adding a bit more.

Picking up the glass, she gently swirled it, allowing the wine to mingle with the oxygen, enhancing the fragrance.

She placed one glass before Sean and poured herself another. His amusement was evident now.

Impressed that such a young thing knew her way around a bottle of wine. With a vintage like this, a couple of swirls was all it took - no need for more. This girl knew her wine.

"You drink often?"

"Never."

"Know how much this bottle’s worth?"

"Around 300 grand."

Horace’s eyes bulged at the mention. 300 grand for wine, just for hosting guests? Talk about living large.

"But to Sean, this is probably just run-of-the-mill."

Only good enough for guests.

"And you know this how?"

"Even the guest glasses here are worth a fortune. When it comes to wine, you don’t pinch pennies."

Steward was taken aback; the young lady had hit the nail on the head. Sean was indeed a connoisseur, and not only that, he had a collection of pricey glasses. The wine he usually drank made this one look like table wine.

Who would’ve thought the young lady had such refined taste?

"Here’s to you," Rosemary said, standing before Sean with her glass raised.

"Wait," Sean interjected suddenly.

Rosemary paused, only to hear him say, "Switch glasses."

"Watch your tone," Steward always thought Horace, like this girl, was too impudent.

"Did you cough up blood last night?" Rosemary suddenly asked.

Sean’s gaze fixed on the young woman before him, shocked that once again she was spot-on. Did she really understand medicine?

Last night, she had known Sam was beyond saving and didn’t bother intervening. Now, she was confident about his symptoms.

Upon hearing the words, Steward glanced at Sean, surprised. Sean had coughed up blood? How had he not known?

Sean’s lips curled into a half-smile, "I don’t trust your medical skills."

Just who was this girl that appeared out of nowhere?

"You don’t have to sell the island to me today." Rosemary said with a smile, "Tonight at midnight, you’ll cough up blood again. At two in the morning, you’ll feel breathless, and by three, it’ll worsen. You’ll call your world-class doctors. Then you’ll know if I’m telling the truth."

Before Horace could process her words, Rosemary announced, "Let’s go."

Horace was dumbfounded. They were leaving just like that? As he rose to follow his boss, a voice from the couch stopped them, "Did I say you could leave?"

Steward and his men blocked their exit.

"Sean, you might want to consider if this deal is worth it. I said I could save you, and I’m a hundred percent certain. If all symptoms align with my prediction tonight, maybe you’ll think about cooperating

with me."

"And if you’re wrong?"

"You can catch me then." Rosemary coolly replied, adding, "Since you know what we look like. In this country, is there anyone you can’t catch?"