Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife novel Chapter 958

Chapter 958: Chapter 957

He guided Rosemary to pay her respects.

After Rosemary had completed the ritual, Louisa chimed in, "Tomorrow, we shall host a grand feast to celebrate Rose’s return and to make her identity known to all. May you bless her with safety, health,

and everlasting happiness."

Meanwhile, a sleek stretch limousine pulled up to the grand entrance of the estate.

A servant hurried over to announce, "Lucas Collins and his family have arrived."

Lucas, Beverly, and Alma stepped through the threshold, their chauffeur following closely behind, arms laden with an array of elegant gifts.

"Kenneth, Louisa, we’re a tad late this year," Beverly greeted them with a smile that was the epitome of grace and warmth, her gaze sweeping over the men around her. "This year even Chasel, Clark, Sean,

and David made it. Seems like Rose is more influential than your words alone."

Louisa laughed, "You can say that again. Usually, it takes all my nagging to get them to wrap up their work and come home for the holidays. This year, they’ve all come back willingly, without so much as a nudge from me."

Beverly’s smile grew more knowing as she turned her affectionate gaze to Rosemary, "It must be this charming sister who has drawn them back. Not just her brothers, but even I am particularly fond of her."

"Rose, long time no see," Lucas said jovially as he arrived. "The end of the year has been a whirlwind of busyness. I intended to invite you out for a meal, but just couldn’t find the time."

"Lucas, Beverly," Rosemary greeted them with a polite smile. "It’s okay, I understand how busy things can get."

"Rose," Alma offered a friendly smile of her own.

Rosemary simply nodded, her response lukewarm at best.

Beverly noticed right away that if it weren’t for the others present, Rosemary might not have even offered Alma that much courtesy.

But as it stood, Beverly cheerily suggested, "Let’s greet the guests first, then we can catch up on family matters."

"Rose, it’s a bit crowded here, shall we head inside?" Hunter worried that his sister might tire from standing too long.

"Yeah, let’s go to the living room. I’ll play some video games with you," Clark suggested, casually slinging an arm around Rosemary’s shoulders.

The other four brothers were quick to object, "Get your hands off her!"

Alma couldn’t help but feel surprised, perhaps even a little perplexed, at the brothers’ affection for Rosemary. Not even Serena had managed to endear herself to this extent. Could it really be the ties of

blood that made them cherish Rosemary as one of their own?

Wouldn’t that just infuriate Serena?

A sly smile played on Alma’s lips. Anything that vexed Serena was a source of delight for her.

Speaking of which, where was Serena today?

As she watched Rosemary being escorted by her brothers into the main house, Alma quickly followed.

Once Lucas and Beverly had finished paying their respects, they shared a few laughs with Kenneth and Louisa before heading into the main house themselves.

"Munch on this, Rose." Sean held out a piece of fruit he had snagged from a platter brought in by the house staff, feeding it to his sister.

"It’s freezing out—better for sis to have a hot drink." Clark pushed a steaming cup of tea towards her.

"Brewed it myself, but watch out, it’s a bit scorching."

"She’s kicked out," Louisa said matter-of-factly.

Kicked out?

Not just Lucas and Beverly, but Alma too, was taken aback, followed by barely containable glee!

Was that bitch finally thrown out on her ear?

How could her parents do it?

Louisa spilled the beans about all the things Serena had done, including how she bullied Rosemary over

the past six months and the revelation that she was the daughter of Erik and Martha, the butler and the maid.

"Erik and Martha’s daughter?" Lucas and Beverly exchanged incredulous looks.

Alma was thrilled to realize the previously haughty bitch was just the offspring of the house staff. She couldn’t be happier.

Seeing the grandparents fuming over Serena, Alma couldn’t help but fan the flames, adding fuel to the fire.

"The real reason I haven’t visited you, grandpa and grandma, is because of Serena. I mean, she had her goons beat me up. So I’ve been home, nursing my wounds. I didn’t show my face because I didn’t want you to worry."

"Alma." Beverly’s warning tone and reproachful glance seemed to scold her for making things worse.

"What did you say?" Bernard and Cornelia pressed for detail and learned Serena had bullied even Alma, having her beaten up, and that Alma had been recovering at home all this time.

"That ungrateful wretch!" Bernard and Cornelia’s fury knew no bounds, tarnishing Serena’s image even further in their eyes.