Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife-Chapter 570

Chasel and Clark were on board too. They’d been planning to give Rose a huge surprise.

Once they left, Louisa remained a bit dissatisfied. Kenneth comforted her while Grandma Belinda had a long chat with Rosemary, only glancing at Serena when she grew tired.

Louisa had already discussed Serena staying with the family.

Belinda spoke kindly, "Serena, now that your sister’s back, you two need to get along."

Serena nodded, replying gracefully, "Don’t worry, Grandma. I really like Rose. She even gave me a present tonight."

"Oh, really?" Belinda nodded, smiling. "That’s good. I’m a bit tired, off to bed now."

She was still holding Rosemary’s hand. "Let’s chat more tomorrow."

"Okay." Rosemary helped her to bed, turned off the lights, and left Grandma’s room.

Before leaving, she reminded the caregivers and servants to keep a close watch.

Although Serena felt a bit disappointed, she returned to her room and made a Facebook post:

Didn’t expect Mom and Dad to prepare such a grand surprise for me. Unfortunately, I was overseas creating a surprise for them and didn’t witness these beautiful fireworks. The video was from the servants. For 18 years, I’ve kept all the love from my family close to my heart. Love you guys.

She added a heart emoji at the end of the post.

The fireworks video she obtained from the servants was particularly brilliant and beautiful.

At the end of the video, she added several photos of the gifts her family gave her.

She even wrote the names of each family member who gave her gifts—like Hunter, Chasel, and so on.

To prevent her family from thinking she was showing off, she didn’t make the post visible to them. Everyone else saw her Facebook post.

Within two minutes of posting, she received over a hundred likes.

Dozens of comments appeared immediately, and the number continued to rise.

[OMG, what kind of fairy-tale family is this? Fireworks and presents. All limited edition!]

[I passed by Reflections Villa last night and shot a video. I was wondering which wealthy man prepared this surprise for his girlfriend. I didn’t expect such a romantic idea came from your parents. So cool.]

[I don’t need a dozen of these family members, just one is enough.]

[Serena is so lucky, living in such a happy environment and enjoying every single day.]

[Serena, you’re so fortunate to have a loving family and us, your loving friends.]

When Serena saw their praises and envy, her mood improved once again.

Meanwhile, Rosemary left Grandma’s room and saw May sitting at the junction of the living room and garden, engrossed in her phone. Rosemary approached and heard her mutter something like, "How could this happen!"

Her voice wasn’t loud, but she seemed to be complaining.

Rosemary asked with a smirk, "Still not going to bed?"

"Ms. Rose?" May turned back, asking in surprise. "You’re not going to bed yet?"

"Hey, just stepped out of Grandma’s room. What about you?" Rosemary asked in a gentle whisper.

"I’m well, I’m not tired yet."

"What were you mumbling about on your phone earlier?"

"Well..." Seeing no one was around, May moved closer to Rosemary and whispered, "It was Serena’s post on Facebook. A bit too showy, if you ask me. She wanted to flaunt the expensive gifts she received from her family and even posted pictures of them. For each gift, she attached a note mentioning who it was from—too obvious."

"What’s wrong with that?" Rosemary laughed. Wasn’t it just like Serena’s style?

She had always been this way. If she didn’t flaunt the gifts, it would be unlike her.

"But you’re the famous calligrapher Evarose! Your words are worth their weight in gold. She wanted to show off the value of the gift but didn’t want to give you due credit. Look at the photo—she just wrote ’sister,’ without specifying which sister. Who knows who she’s referring to?"

This meant Serena merely wanted to show off the value of the gifts, not her real relationship with Rosemary.

"It feels a bit manipulative," May couldn’t help expressing indignation on Rosemary’s behalf. "Either don’t flaunt it at all, or mention who it’s from."

"Enough, go to sleep." Rosemary didn’t seem to mind. She had never taken Serena seriously—not in the past, not now.

Meanwhile, in a luxury car, a rich young lad scrolling through Facebook couldn’t help teasing his friend.

"Martin, your darling is showing off her gifts. How come I don’t see anything from you?"

There were gifts from her parents, uncle, sister, and several brothers.

Only Martin was missing.

He was nowhere in the text, nor in the pictures. Going through Serena’s previous Facebook posts, it seemed like Martin had never been mentioned.

"Do people still not know you’re her boyfriend?" The rich lad leaned back nonchalantly, phone in hand, casually asking, "That ring and necklace—I remember you having a hard time getting them. But they are nowhere to be found on her Facebook. She most likely considers you a backup."

Beside him, a young man with neatly cropped hair and clear eyes exuded a charm and maturity beyond his years. Despite being dressed in a suit, his youth and upbringing were evident.

Such an upbringing shaped by wealth from a young age—his every move radiated elegance.

His name was Martin, who had accompanied Serena to Lidaria today on the pretext of work.

After Serena went to her uncle’s house, he met up with some friends. Now, they were planning to stay overnight at a friend’s hotel.

"All the gifts from family members have been displayed except yours," the rich lad hadn’t finished his sentence.

Martin calmly interjected, "I haven’t passed the test yet. I’m not considered her real family."

"Why do you care so much?" The rich lad couldn’t help but put his phone away, staring at him in disbelief. "It’s just a girl. How can she mess with your mind like this? Listen to my advice: if she’s keeping you hidden, let’s find someone else. There’s plenty of women—why let her have you wrapped around her finger?"

It was then Martin looked at him. "I don’t want to hear this from you again."

The rich lad was taken aback. "Do you enjoy being a lapdog?"

"I just like her. Doesn’t matter what I am to her."

Previously, she was engaged to Romeo, and all he could do was watch from afar.

Later, it was rumored that the engagement was called off privately.

As for the reason, he wasn’t sure.

The fact that she was willing to be with him was more than enough.