Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife-Chapter 1052 - 1051

Beverly repeatedly emphasized that when she and Romeo had a chance, they definitely needed to read those poems written by Thomas and Donna.

Beverly had also told her that once she discovered the true colors, she’d be shocked. It would be more surprising than she could ever imagine, and she’d feel that the trip was worth it.

So, the masterminds behind the scenes had to be Tomas and Donna.

Rosemary didn’t understand why they had done those things, but her first reaction was to ask, "Where are Grandma and Grandpa?"

"Before they left, Tomas and Donna said they were taking them abroad for vacation."

Hearing this, Rosemary’s heart sank. They might take advantage of the name of travel to emigrate abroad, beyond the reach of the law. In doing so, Grandma and Grandpa could become their best hostages!!

"We better not tip them off. Let’s find out where they are now first, then we can go back together," Rosemary said reassuringly.

"Okay, wait for my message."

An hour later.

Phillip and Shirley hurried over to Reflections Villa.

Shirley anxiously asked Edith, who was leading the way, "How’s Rose?"

"What did the doctor say? Is it serious?" Phillip was clearly just as worried; they had been about to board a plane for a vacation when they heard their beloved granddaughter-in-law had an accident during an experiment. They were so worried that they insisted on visiting Reflections Villa first.

"I’m not sure about the specifics, the doctor just arrived. Please don’t worry, Sir and Madam, Ms. Rose is blessed with good fortune."

"I just hope she’s not in too much pain or too frightened," said Shirley, quickening her pace out of concern, "Has Romeo arrived yet?"

The one who opened the door was Louisa, her eyes still moist with tears, her face etched with worry, "You’ve come all this way. The doctor said too many people are not good, so Grandpa and Grandma can come in first. Tomas, Donna, why don’t you wait downstairs for now. Edith, could you please make sure they’re comfortable? I’ll be right down."

"But Rose, she." Donna was just about to ask how Rosemary was.

Shirley, overcome with urgency, rushed into the room, "My sweet girl, Grandma’s here. You’ve been through so much!"

"Grandpa’s here; don’t be afraid, I’m here to back you up." Phillip hastened inside as well.

Louisa then closed the room door.

"Sir, Madam, please don’t worry. Ms. Rose has been through a lot before and she’s come through every time. I believe this time she will as well." Edith extended her hand, inviting them, "Please, follow me downstairs for a cup of tea and something to eat."

Tomas and Donna exchanged glances and nodded.

After a few moments, Romeo arrived, followed by George and Jennifer.

"George, Jennifer, you’ve heard about Rose’s situation too." Tomas was just rising to his feet when he sensed something off about their moods.

Donna noticed it too, but before she could reflect further, Rosemary, Phillip, and Shirley came downstairs.

Rosemary looked completely fine, as if nothing had happened to her at all.

Phillip and Shirley, on the other hand, were like volcanoes ready to erupt, with an oppressive presence.

Only then did Tomas and Donna realize they had been taken for a ride.

"It was my idea," Romeo initiated, taking the blame upon himself.

When Rose told him that the masterminds were his aunt and uncle, he had someone locate their private jet, which had already landed at their private airstrip.

At such a time, approaching their house was risky—first because it could spook them, second because there was no guarantee of entry, third because it was their territory, heavily guarded. If they were to confront them directly, rescuing their grandparents from their clutches would be like climbing Everest.

But luring the grandparents here was a different story. First, his aunt and uncle couldn’t bring a large entourage, and second, it would allow the grandparents for a safe escape. Third, he and Rose could set up their own crew in advance at Reflections Villa, leaving his aunt and uncle with no escape.

Knowing that the grandparents cared for Rose above all, he made up a lie which, as expected, successfully tricked the old couple into coming.

In Rosemary’s room, this young lady had already explained the whole situation to the old couple.

Just then, Jeffery, Luna, and Cathy, who had heard the news, simultaneously ran into the living room, panting heavily.

"Why are you here?" Donna looked at the three children, her eyes filled with love.

"Was the fire from back then connected to you?" Cathy blurted out right away. "Speak up."

Jeffery tugged at Cathy’s sleeve, signaling her to calm down for a moment.

Luna still had her usual serene and cool demeanor, though inside, her emotions were churning in disbelief that her parents could be involved in that past tragedy.

"In front of everyone here, make it clear today," Phillip demanded, as if he was certain they had done something wrong, his aura one of authority and intimidation.

"No need for sophistry," Shirley said, her expression steely. "We want the truth."

They had weathered many a storm, and even though they suspected their eldest son and daughter-in-law could be the masterminds behind it all, they managed not to lose their composure.

A simmering rage was on the brink of bursting into flames, just waiting for a gust of wind to fan it into an inferno.

Tomas and Donna remained silent, and Louisa couldn’t help but ask, "Tomas, Donna, did you really do this? Our families have been close for generations. I can honestly say I’ve never done anything to harm you. Why would you do this to us, not even sparing a newborn?"

Moreover, but they had caused an explosion at the entire clinic, implicating countless innocents.

"Mom, Dad, please say something." Cathy pleaded. "Why would you hurt Rose’s family? The Collinses have always been so kind to us, and my sister-in-law. You almost made me lose her!"

Tomas and Donna remained silent.

"Dad, Mom," Jeffery stepped forward. "Cathy’s just impulsive. She doesn’t mean any disrespect. If there’s something from the past that we don’t know about, now that we’re all here, it’s time to speak up."

"Dad, Mom," Luna also chimed in. "Whether it was intentional or coincidental, we need an explanation. Rose has suffered for eighteen years. Mr. and Mrs. Collins have been separated from their flesh and blood for so long. For these reasons at least, we owe them an explanation."

Now that the investigation has led to their parents, they must have been more or less related to what happened all those years ago. Otherwise, with Rose’s nature, she wouldn’t have brought it up.

Donna’s gaze finally settled on Rosemary as she asked in a calm voice, "What exactly did Beverly tell you?"

She knew Rosemary had visited Beverly today and that they had chatted about the situation at home. Beverly had even expressed her regret that she hadn’t got the chance to read the poems and take a trip with her families.

"It was Sam who left clues before he died, along with Martha’s words, Erik’s phone. All the evidence points to you."

Rosemary’s words made Donna smile casually, her poise radiating elegance and grace.

"If that were the case, you wouldn’t have waited until now to settle scores with us," Donna’s eyes landed on Rosemary, her smile soft and peaceful, with a touch of gentleness. "You would have come after us long before Lucas and Beverly were taken into the detention center."

She knew the young lady had no solid evidence.

Probably something Beverly said had emboldened her to be so sure.