Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife-Chapter 554

The restaurant was warm and cozy, with servers offering coffee and various pastries. They had been resting when Sampson walked in through the door.

"Where’s Rose?" Sampson asked, not seeing his niece in sight.

"She’s probably still playing outside."

The snow outside was beautiful, and Rose, being a young girl, still had energy to burn.

Sampson sent a message to the staff.

The staff replied quickly:

[Ms. Rose said she wanted to play by herself for a while, so we didn’t follow her.]

Perhaps fearing Sampson’s potential blame, the staff added:

[Ms. Rose said she would call us if anything came up, and we reminded her she has a whistle in her pocket.]

[Go find her, have her take a break and eat something to replenish her energy,]

[Understood.]

The staff immediately checked the surveillance cameras and found that Rosemary had gone down the farthest ski slope and hadn’t returned.

They immediately assembled a search party and, to their surprise, saw three people brawling in the distance.

No—more precisely, two figures were attacking Rosemary with their ski gear.

Rose was trying to dodge them, but they were relentlessly pressing.

"Stop!" A chorus of whistles rang out from the staff as they ran toward the scene, trying to stop the assault.

But they were too far away, and the sound of the wind and snow drowned their voices.

They were still quite a distance away, running as fast as they could.

One of the team leaders called Sampson, "There are two suspicious people attacking Ms. Rose!"

"What did you say?" Sampson stood up immediately, his face turning cold.

Rosemary had already noticed the staff coming from afar. She dodged Angela and Darlene’s attacks leisurely, as if she were watching a circus act.

She looked completely relaxed—

As if they were too weak for her to even bother dealing with.

Angela and Darlene were furious. They hadn’t expected that they would be panting from exhaustion while Rosemary had yet to be touched!

Seeing their exhausted and frustrated faces, Rosemary finally picked up her ski pole, gave them a disdainful smile, and skied further down the slope.

Angela and Darlene, unwilling to let her go, gave chase.

Their figures once again disappeared from the staff’s sight.

Rosemary finally stopped once she had shaken off the staff. With no surveillance cameras or other people around, she gave them a good beating.

She specifically targeted areas covered by their clothes.

Before long, Angela and Darlene were curled up on the ground, begging for mercy.

When the staff arrived with Sampson in a snowmobile, Sampson was relieved to see his beloved niece standing unharmed—

While the two troublemakers were lying at her feet, seemingly badly injured.

He immediately got off the snowmobile and quickly walked over to Rosemary, asking softly, "Are you okay? Were you hurt?"

Rosemary shook her head and obediently replied, "No."

Having witnessed Rosemary’s skills on the cruise ship, Sampson knew that ordinary people were no match for her. He was immediately put at ease.

"You have the audacity to lay hands on Mr. Sampson’s girl!" Sampson’s security team arrived and immediately grabbed their arms.

"Ah! It hurts, Mr. Sampson, it’s me, Angela!"

"Tell your people to let go, I’m Darlene!"

Upon recognizing them, Sampson instantly pieced together the situation.

His niece, Rosemary, must have been trying to keep the peace, not wanting to hurt them—

But they kept pushing her, leading to a physical altercation.

"Mr. Sampson, she bullied us! I’m hurting all over," Angela cried out, pointing at Rosemary.

If it weren’t for the fact that her injuries were located on her chest, stomach, and thighs, she would’ve shown them to Sampson.

"Mr. Sampson, you can’t let her off the hook, I’m injured all over," Darlene also whimpered, glaring at Rosemary with righteous indignation.

The atmosphere around Sampson became icy cold, his frosty aura eclipsing the winter landscape, sending chills down the spine.

He turned to the staff next to him and asked in a cold voice, "What happened?"

"Mr. Sampson, all our staff can testify that from a distance, we saw these two ladies start it. Ms. Rose was just trying to avoid them."

So, the girl’s name was Rosemary!

Angela and Darlene exchanged a look, seemingly reaching a consensus.

They must investigate this Rosemary and teach her a lesson!

"When Ms. Rose couldn’t avoid them any longer, she tried to escape on her skis, but they kept chasing her.

Eventually, they disappeared from our sight due to their speed."

"We’re not lying, Mr. Sampson. You can check for yourself."

"Indeed, they were the ones who started it. Ms. Rose is the victim."

Upon hearing the staff’s account, Angela immediately denied it, "That’s not true! She started it. Darlene and I had to fight back in self-defense."

Darlene also nodded emphatically, "She kept provoking us and even attacked us. We had no choice but to fight back. We didn’t even hit her—she’s the one who left us severely injured!"

Sampson’s icy gaze fell on them, silencing them with fear.

Anyway, there were no surveillance cameras here.

What could Sampson do to them?

They were already beaten up to this extent. If their parents came to settle scores with Sampson later, he would have to give them some face out of respect and wouldn’t make things harder for them.

The most likely outcome was that Rosemary would apologize and then they’d move on.

A smug glint flashed through Angela and Darlene’s eyes.

"Rose, tell me what happened." Sampson turned to the girl by his side, his tone and gaze noticeably gentler compared to how he spoke to the others.

Angela and Darlene were slightly miffed—there was definitely something going on between them.

"They said that I have to climb up your ladder to play in the ski resort, and that my body was tainted countless times."

At this, Sampson’s fury flared.

How dare they use such malicious words to hurt his niece?

"Uncle Sampson, they also said, last time you told them on the cruise ship that they should pick the right place to make a fuss... they said that this place is quite suitable, so they started it."

The way Rosemary spoke—her innocent appearance—made Sampson furious, and at the same time, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of heartache.

Damn it.

How dare they say such things about his niece in his ski resort... and even lay their hands on her!

The surrounding bodyguards knew—today, these two ladies were done for.

They could already feel their boss’s wrath, barely suppressed.

The staff also looked at them with sympathetic eyes.

On Mr. Sampson’s turf, humiliating Mr. Sampson’s beloved niece and even starting a fight?

Either one was enough to spell their doom.