Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife-Chapter 738 - 739

Eunice’s smile was gentle and beautiful as she spoke,

"I’ve cherished you for eighteen years, honey. You wouldn’t leave without even saying a word to me, would you?"

"What exactly are you trying to say, Aunt Eunice?"

"I know you’re still a kid at heart, love. There are some things you might not know how to handle, so I thought maybe I could help you."

"You still suspect that I had something to do with what happened last night, don’t you?"

Serena lifted her gaze, a touch of hurt in her eyes as she bit her lower lip, asking sadly,

"Am I right?"

"Is this incident related to you in any way?"

Tears began to stream down Serena’s face, her eyes filled with an unbearable sense of injustice. She seemed to be holding back her emotions, but the sense of being wronged made her reveal a hint of resentment.

"Why do you have to think so poorly of me, Aunt Eunice? If my sister had never come back to this family, if there had never been any mix-up, would you still think of me this way?"

Looking into Eunice’s eyes with profound sadness, Serena asked,

"If I were still your biological niece, if I still shared blood with this family, if I were still the same old Serena I’ve always been, would you still believe that I was capable of such a thing?"

Eunice remained silent; her beautiful eyes gave nothing away.

"Just because I’m not the flesh and blood of this family, you think you can throw any accusation at me. If one day it turns out that I have nothing to do with this, will you feel even the slightest bit of guilt for how you’ve treated me today?"

Eunice’s gaze fell upon her, but she still said nothing.

Serena laughed, though her smile was laced with bitterness and sorrow.

"I know you won’t. Because in your eyes, I’m no longer your dear niece. Now you have my sister, who is more capable and impressive than I am. The less she speaks, the more you all think she’s better than me. Isn’t that right?"

"Serena."

Eunice seemed like someone who had weathered great storms; the slight turbulence before her did nothing to disturb the calm composure of her smile and gaze.

"You might have forgotten, but I’ve only just returned to this family. After what I’ve been through, I look at everyone with fresh eyes—not like your grandparents, whose image of you is frozen in the past.

A person who lived under the identity of her sister for eighteen years, fighting over simple things like a breakfast burrito or a cheesy omelette, completely disregarding the hardships she endured all these years. A person who deliberately hid her sister’s true identity, allowing her boyfriend to believe her ’fiancé’ was seduced by her sister.

A person who doesn’t even care when her own boyfriend is hurt, not sparing him a single look of concern. Someone who, even when drunk, can’t stop thinking about her brother-in-law. Do you think I can look at her with the same eyes as before?"

Serena looked up, her emotions complex as she faced the woman before her.

"I watched you grow up, thinking I knew you. But it turns out I didn’t know you at all; you’ve become a stranger to me. Since we’ve come this far, I will ask you straight: Did you do it? Did you kill him?"

Serena closed her eyes in despair, letting the tears fall freely before finally replying,

"No, I didn’t."

Before Eunice could respond, Serena continued,

"No matter if you’re straightforward or beating around the bush with your questions, the answer is no. I won’t admit to something I didn’t do. How he died has nothing to do with me, and if you’re only here to talk about that, then there’s nothing left for us to discuss."

Eunice looked into her eyes and simply said,

"Alright, then we won’t discuss it."

Serena was taken aback, looking at her aunt with a mix of surprise and confusion. She didn’t come off as a pushover.

"Anyway, I’ve said my piece."

Eunice chuckled, shifting into a more graceful posture, and declared with effortless poise,

"Whoever thinks about hiring a hitman to take out Rose, or playing dirty tricks behind the scenes—they won’t get off lightly with me. Of course, I hope it’s not you, but if it is, I’ve just given you a fair warning, and you chose to ignore it."

Having finished her piece, she stood up, smoothed out her dress, and was about to leave when something seemed to strike her. She turned back with a smile,

"Oh yes, when I mentioned someone wanting to hire a hitman to kill Rose, you didn’t seem surprised at all. It’s as if you already knew, as if hiring a hitman and the incident last night are connected."

Serena’s face showed a flicker of change as she looked at Eunice.

"Goodbye, and godspeed," Eunice said without further ado and left the room.

Watching her leave, Serena felt the familial bond with Eunice thinning with each step she took away.

An hour later.

The estate’s helipad bustled with servants shuttling luggage and gifts back and forth.

"These gifts are from me and your uncle, for your parents—and some are for you."

Eunice said, straightening Rosemary’s clothes gently and whispering in her ear,

"Stay safe on your way back, dear. I will speed up the investigation, and I’ll make good on my promise within a week."

Rosemary knew her aunt referred to rooting out the remaining threats.

"I hope it won’t bring you too much trouble, Aunt Eunice."

When Serena came down, she caught Eunice whispering intimately with Rosemary, both laughing merrily. Bard, Belinda, Darren, and the rest of the family were bidding a reluctant farewell to Rosemary, who seemed to be the heart of the home.

Whether it was sorrow or envy, Serena found herself rooted to the spot.

May hugged Rosemary tightly.

"Miss Collins, I’ll come to find you at Reflections Villa during the holidays with Mrs. Belinda Griffith."

"Come on, it’s not like a final goodbye," Belinda chuckled.

"Rose, make sure to spend some quality time with Romeo. Don’t leave the poor guy lonesome."

Rosemary laughed,

"I will."

"Serena, you’re here too?"

Bard noticed Serena standing a little way off. He called out,

"Come here, Serena. Once you and Rose are safely home, give me a call or send a message."

"I’m not taking this flight," Rosemary clarified. frёeωebɳovel.com

"I’m going back with Romeo."

The group, taken aback, then remembered that she and Romeo were the couple. Romeo had come to Dawnstar for her, and naturally, he would return with her.

"Has Romeo wrapped up his business here? When did this happen?" Darren inquired with concern.

"Just now."

Rosemary had just packed her bags and received a call from Romeo. She had intended to inform her aunt and uncle, but seeing them heading towards the helipad, she decided to go downstairs and tell them in person.

But to Serena, this came off as a blatant show-off. Rosemary had plenty of chances to mention it earlier, yet she waited until Serena arrived to drop the news.

If this wasn’t intentional, what was it?

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