Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 624

Chapter 624: Chapter 624

Rosemary figured that Hunter must’ve known she was involved, but he was blissfully ignorant of the depth and breadth of those people’s influence.

She didn’t want to drag anyone else into this mess, so she simply said, "You’d better ask Clark, Hunter. He knows more than I do."

Seeing his sister’s innocent and adorable demeanor, Hunter didn’t push.

"Alright. If you see Clark causing trouble, just let me know. Don’t get yourself involved."

"Okay."

Little did Hunter know just how wild she could be.

Meanwhile.

Serena, lying in bed, was in so much pain that tears were streaming down her face.

"It hurts. It hurts so much."

When Dr. Lee was disinfecting her wounds, Serena felt as if her bones were on fire. Her face twisted in unbearable pain.

"Dr. Lee, please be gentle!" Martha was so worried. "If it’s too painful for her, can we wait a bit and apply the medicine later?"

Martha wanted to keep the wound as it was, to show Serena’s mother and Hunter. When they saw Serena in such pain, their hearts would surely soften.

"Serena’s wound is severe. We can’t wait any longer," Dr. Lee said as he disinfected the wound on her forehead. "Every minute we delay increases the risk of infection."

Martha sighed inwardly. What a missed opportunity! But then she remembered she could record a video of this and show it to Madam and Hunter later.

"Dr. Lee, it really hurts." Serena’s speech was slurred due to the pain in her chin.

"I know. If you fall like this, it’s bound to hurt. Your chin and forehead are injured—how come your nose is fine?" Dr. Lee asked casually.

"When Serena fell, she instinctively used her hands to protect her face, but she only managed to shield her nose and mouth. Her palms got scraped and started bleeding."

Dr. Lee nodded, understanding the situation.

Just then, Betty came in with news.

"Hunter just called."

Martha assumed Hunter was calling to check on Serena, but it turned out he was inquiring about Rosemary’s arrival at his place!

Hearing this, Serena was flustered and furious. She hadn’t expected that sneaky Rosemary to run to Hunter and spill the beans!

After Dr. Lee finished applying the medicine, Serena clenched her fists.

"I’m going to see Hunter too!"

Martha widened her eyes.

"Are you going now?"

Yeah, why didn’t she think of that? Despite her injuries, Serena could bring some comfort food to Hunter and ’accidentally’ bump into Rosemary. She could apologize to Rosemary in front of Hunter, and if Rosemary reacted poorly, she would come across as petty and vindictive in Hunter’s eyes.

Serena’s plan was brilliant!

"Serena, I’ll help you to the cloakroom."

Serena changed into a long black dress, paired with a loose, long coat, and a pretty hat, effortlessly creating an image of a gentle and sophisticated heiress.

She took the family car to the company’s entrance, and the security guards let her in immediately, out of respect.

Several receptionists saw the bandages on her forehead and chin and rushed to ask what had happened.

"No worries, just had a little tumble." Serena maintained her poised, heiress demeanor, even in pain.

Everyone had to admire her. Even when injured, she managed to maintain an air of elegance, without a trace of disarray.

"Has Hunter been busy? It’s been a while since I last saw him. I made him some snacks."

The receptionist, unaware of the incidents in the conference room, replied gently,

"Mr. Collins just finished a meeting. He should be in his office now. I can call him for you."

"No need. I’ll surprise him."

With Serena insisting, the receptionists didn’t dare to stop her and agreed with smiles.

Just then, Dorothy, Erica, and Patricia, who were just leaving the corporation after the meeting, overheard Serena’s conversation with the receptionist, and their expressions were taken aback.

Did Serena not know that her sister was also here?

"Have you guys noticed? The assertive Ms. Rose we saw in the meeting earlier—compared to the gentle and innocent Serena—their characters and attitudes are worlds apart. Could it be that they were raised separately since childhood? One being the public face of the family and the other secretly groomed to take over the family?" Erica speculated.

"That’s possible!" Dorothy nodded vigorously. "It really could be. Otherwise, their personalities wouldn’t be so different. They appear to be about the same age, but Serena never involved herself in the corporation, only appearing in high society. On the other hand, Ms. Rose, whose name we had never heard before, suddenly surfaced in the corporation. We never heard of her in high society circles before."

"This must be the deep plot of the Collins family." Patricia finally caught on.

Serena felt a few people whispering—probably about the wounds on her forehead and chin. She had fallen quite hard today, and even walking was painful.

But for the sake of her image, she walked with elegance and grace. It was only when the elevator doors closed that she hastily checked her appearance in the mirror, afraid of showing any signs of disarray.

Julian had just brewed a cup of coffee and was about to take it to the office when he heard the elevator doors open.

Serena was here!

His expression froze.

"Serena, what brings you here today? What happened to your forehead and chin?"

"I took a fall." Serena saw the coffee in his hands and smelled the familiar aroma in the air. Her smile froze. It was Rosemary. Rosemary was still in Hunter’s office. She didn’t expect Hunter to keep Rosemary’s favorite coffee at the office. She recognized the scent; it was from those coffee beans. She couldn’t have mistaken it!

"Serena, you’re here to see Mr. Collins, right? He’s in his office now." Julian, unaware of what had transpired between Serena and Rosemary, kindly reminded her, "Your sister is here too."

"How long has my sister been here?" Serena feigned ignorance, flashing a gentle smile.

"About an hour, I suppose."

An hour? Who knew how many bad things Rosemary had said about her to Hunter!

Serena forced a smile.

"Perfect. I made too much afternoon tea. My sister can have some too. Julian, this is yours."

"Do I get one too?" Julian was about to receive it.

"You’re holding coffee. It will be inconvenient. I’ll put it on your desk."

"Thank you, Serena, you’re so thoughtful."

"No problem."

Julian knocked on the office door, coffee in hand.

"Ms. Rose, your coffee is here. Mr. Collins, Serena is here too."

Hunter didn’t expect Serena to come. Wasn’t she injured? Why did she come here?