Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 790 - 791

Chapter 790: Chapter 791

Sitting in the front row of the audience, Romeo couldn’t believe that the lady on stage was actually Summer, his gaze instantly softened.

No wonder she insisted he stay to record the performance. She wanted to capture the moment of sharing the stage with her brother.

He pulled out his smartphone, a smile playing on his lips, and hit the record button.

He had thought she knew someone like Ms. Kiki or Summer and had managed to convince them to be the closing guest on such short notice. But it turned out, she herself was Summer, the enigmatic

persona that had everyone’s head spinning.

Meanwhile, Kenneth sat before his TV, a look of surprise crossing his face as he watched the big screen, "Honey, doesn’t the gaze of this closing act look familiar? Where have we seen those eyes before."

"Isn’t that Rose?" Louisa scrutinized the image before her, exclaiming in disbelief, "That’s our darling daughter Rose! She’s Summer? How can she be Summer? What other secrets about her identity are we not aware of?"

"It really is Rose." Kenneth observed the clear, bright eyes beneath the mask, "It’s her! Our precious daughter! David, that boy, he didn’t tell us."

"He probably didn’t want us to spill the beans and affect the concert’s surprise." Louisa hadn’t expected their daughter to be Summer. Watching the throngs of fans in the audience waving their glow sticks and chanting "Summer, Summer," she realized Rose’s popularity might even eclipse her brother’s.

She felt a lump in her throat, overwhelmed by her daughter’s success.

"It’s one thing for David to keep it from us, but Chasel and Clark keeping this secret."

Kenneth, feeling a mix of pride and slight betrayal, couldn’t help but pull out his phone to message his sons, [You guys are unbelievable, hiding the fact that Rose is Summer. If your mother and I hadn’t

tuned into David’s live concert, we’d still be in the dark about our superstar daughter!]

Hunter, in the middle of a meeting, saw a WhatsApp message from his father pop up. He wasn’t going to pay it much attention, but when he glimpsed Rose’s name, he had to read it. His sister was Summer?

At David’s concert? What was going on?

He gestured for a pause, "We’ll continue in thirty minutes."

As he stood and made his way out of the conference room, he motioned to Julian, "Come with me."

Julian didn’t understand what was happening. The meeting was supposed to run until nine in the evening, and nothing should be interrupting it. Was there a serious issue at the Collins household?

With these thoughts racing through his mind, he quickened his pace and asked in a hushed tone, "Mr.Collins, what’s happened?"

"How do you watch a live stream?" Hunter asked as he settled into an armchair back in his office,handing over his phone, "I want to see David’s live concert."

Julian’s face was a mix of shock and confusion. Hunter, in the middle of a critical meeting, wanted to watch his brother’s live stream?

This was highly unusual behavior. Hunter never showed interest in any concerts, not even his brother’s.

What had changed tonight?

"Just a minute."

Though his mind was flooded with questions, Julian dutifully took the phone, fiddled with it for a moment, and handed it back.

On the stage, the masked girl was singing a duet with David, her clear, beautiful eyes unmistakably belonging to his sister Rosemary!

A spark lit up in Hunter’ eyes, his sister was Summer? This was news to him.

It just went to show, his sister had many layers and secrets well-kept.

Like a treasure trove shrouded in mystery, it seemed to hold countless gems, each capable of delivering a tremendous jolt of awe when brought into the light.

"Isn’t that Summer?" Julian’s ears perked up at the familiar female voice. Glancing again at Hunter’ phone screen, he exclaimed, "It really is her! David is a legend for snagging her."

"Is she that hard to get?" Hunter asked quietly.

"Super tough. There was this pop sensation who wanted her as a special guest for his concert, offering a whopping five million for just one song. But Summer flat-out rejected him, didn’t even entertain the offer."

Julian’s eyes were fixed on the phone as he spoke. "She never collaborates with anyone; this is a first."

He thought to himself that David must have shelled out a pretty penny, at least ten million, right? How else could he have swayed the diva?

"Not just anyone can get her." Julian added, "Clearly, she respects David’s clout."

Hunter couldn’t help but smirk. How could she not respect her own brother? Probably didn’t take a dime and just did it to back her brother. Their little sister was too kind, too brilliant, just too good to him.

Chasel was out on a mission when he received a message from his father that left him astounded. His sister was Summer? How had he not known?

Alone, he quickly tuned into the live stream and saw David performing a duet with a dazzling, radiant girl. Those eyes - they were unmistakably Rose’s!

He couldn’t believe his sister, who sang so beautifully and was even more famous than David, was their little princess.

What had their family done to deserve such a gem?

After hacking into a system, Clark was about to enjoy a coffee break when a WhatsApp notification from his father nearly made him spit out his drink.

He opened the concert live stream and saw his sister and David singing the song "Angel" together.

His sister had surpassed him in medicine, outdone him in hacking, and now she was eclipsing David in singing.

She was truly a sight to behold.

In the audience, Hannah was frantically waving her glow stick, chanting non-stop, "Summer! Summer!"

Alma’s face had turned a shade of sour that could curdle milk.

The seat next to Romeo was vacant as he fondly recorded the mysterious guest on stage with his phone. Her gaze, silhouette, poise - all reminiscent of Rosemary.

Who else could it be but Rosemary?

Alma was blindsided. Rosemary, with such a formidable identity as an internationally acclaimed singer.

How could she master so much, stand at the pinnacle of every field?

"Alma! I just adore her!" Hannah shouted excitedly into Alma’s ear, "It’s her first time performing with another singer, it’s thrilling!"

Alma’s smile was frozen. She was still reeling from the shock.

"Aren’t you a fan of her music? Or are you just starstruck?" Hannah grabbed Alma’s hand, urging her to wave her glow stick. Alma herself used to listen to Summer’s music and even said she’d love to meet

Summer for an autograph and photo if she ever got the chance.

Little did she know, Rosemary was Summer.