Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife-Chapter 510

It was worth it to get to play chess with Rose and have a whole new perspective.

He looked at Rosemary and patted her shoulder. "You might want to consider taking up your grandpa’s mantle."

Everyone was taken aback once again.

What did Mr. Eugene mean by that?

Had he already picked his successor long ago? And that person was Rosemary, not Alma??

Everyone instinctively looked at Alma.

At this moment, Alma’s face was filled with shock, looking extremely surprised.

Had Rosemary turned down Mr. Eugene earlier?

Oh God. How could that be?

Was there such a fool in this world?

That was Mr. Eugene!

The absolute pinnacle of the chess world — inheriting his legacy would be a dream come true.

But Rosemary just gave a light smile. The old man was playing tricks, trying to pressure her in front of everyone, thinking she would hesitate to refuse in order not to embarrass him.

"It’s time for you to head back."

Rosemary did not mention anything about the inheritance; she simply changed the subject with a single line.

"Ha ha ha, alright. Do visit me more often and give me a call once in a while. Don’t always let me be the one to reach out to you and not get a response!"

The old man’s tone was somewhat complaining, but the others around were green with envy.

"I’ll know."

"Well, I’m heading back now." Mr. Eugene was about to leave when he suddenly remembered the old man always posting photos in the group chat to provoke everyone when he was conducting experiments with the young lady.

He used to think that behavior was absolutely outrageous! So pointless! So vexing!

But now, he cheerfully said to Rosemary, "Shall we take a photo together?"

Everyone around widened their eyes in disbelief as they watched Mr. Eugene pull Rosemary in for a photo. This Rosemary was way too lucky to get such recognition from Mr. Eugene!

"I’ve got to go."

After taking the photo, Rosemary checked the time, knowing the competition was about to start, and said, "See you later."

"See you later, kiddo." Mr. Eugene looked at the photo on his phone, grinning ear to ear.

He sent a dozen photos to the group chat in one go, and in those photos, he was grinning so wide that his eyes were almost shut. Rosemary, on the other hand, was as elegant as a lotus. Such a beauty. That McMillian boy was so lucky!

Humph, this marriage thing — even he, as a grandpa, had yet to give his blessing!

He had to see the boy’s character and sincerity. If he’s not up to snuff, there’s no way he would agree!

Just as Rosemary was leaving, she suddenly received a call from David.

Surprised, she answered, "David?"

"Rose, David’s world tour concert is kicking off in Summerfield. I’ve reserved two VIP tickets for you and Romeo. Don’t forget to come. The tickets are already on your phone."

David Collins’ sunny voice came through the phone, filled with 100% affection.

He sent Rosemary electronic tickets with QR codes on them that could be scanned for entry at the venue.

"Thanks, David."

"Look at you, all formal with me again after some time apart! We’re family. Forget about concert tickets. If you ever wanted me to serenade just for you, I’d be more than happy to! Any time of the day, even at 3 a.m."

Rosemary: "Thanks, David. But that’s really not necessary."

"I heard Clark’s back in town. Has he been giving you a hard time? If so, I’m going to have a word with him!"

Rosemary smirked. "You think you can take on Clark?"

Despite Clark’s lack of combat skills, he probably had the upper hand against David, right?

"Don’t underestimate me. Even if I can’t beat Clark, I won’t let him bully you. Whoever messes with you, I won’t let them get away with it. Just tell me if Clark’s done anything that’s made you uncomfortable so I can settle the score!"

"No, Clark’s been pretty good to me."

"Well, that’s a relief." David sighed, a hint of sourness in his heart. "I’ve got a concert tour coming up, so I won’t be able to be with you for a while. You should hang out with your friends more. If any of them happen to be fans of me and want a signed photo or ticket, just say yes. I will give them as many as they want, as long as they’re genuinely nice to you."

Rosemary was moved by his words.

"If they want to chat with me over a voice call or even video call, I’m up for it. I’m even willing to treat them to dinner and take photos with them. As long as you’re happy, I’m up for anything."

"David, you’re so kind."

"It’s you who’s kind. I’m proud to have a sister like you. You’re such a sweetheart."

David could imagine his sister’s sweet and adorable face even over the phone.

"Feel free to call or text me anytime."

He had lost sleep over this, always feeling like he had done something wrong, that he had lost his place in his sister’s heart, that Clark had taken advantage of his absence.

"I’ll message or call you whenever I’m free," Rosemary promised.

"Alright, I won’t bother you anymore then. Take care of yourself at school, okay? You hang up first."

David could hear the lively chatter on her end. She was probably with her friends, so he didn’t want to hold her up.

"Okay."

After Rosemary hung up, someone asked, "Rosemary, how many siblings do you have? How many did your mom give birth to?"

It sounded like she had a lot.

"Not too many," Rosemary evaded the question with a noncommittal response.

But someone said, "You know, Serena from the Collins family, the heiress? I heard she has five brothers, and she’s the only daughter. She’s the apple of her family’s eye!"

"I think she has a captivating air about her; definitely looks like a rich girl. But I don’t really like her."

"Me neither. She seems so out of reach."

"Hey Rosemary, you share the same last name with Alma, who just called you sister. Are you guys related?"

"Really?"

Everyone was just curious and gossiping. After all, they didn’t think Rosemary had any connection with the Collins family.

There were many people with the surname Collins, including some celebrities, like the popular young heartthrob David.

"Your violin playing just now was better than Serena’s," Rosemary suddenly complimented a short-haired girl.

"Really?" The girl was taken aback. "Really? But my overall score isn’t as high as hers."