Whispers of Destiny: His Belated Love novel Chapter 96

Rosemary, with her mouth full of toothpaste suds, looked over at Yolanda, who didn't keep her in suspense and just laid it out straight, "It was from Maxwell."

But Maxwell wasn't trying to keep it hush-hush, which was why she could dig it up so easily. Still, it really proved that the guy was a real piece of work. While most couples were tight as thieves, presenting a united front, he was busy funding the very people his wife couldn’t stand.

Rosemary was clueless about the whole thing, "How much did he give?"

Yolanda held out her hand and flashed a number that was out of this world, "Without this cash, Stacey wouldn’t just be dreaming about buying into Starlight Group; she’d be pinching pennies just to have a decent meal."

Rosemary nodded, "Got it, thanks for the heads-up."

She originally just wanted to get Stacey kicked to the curb by Starlight Group as payback for the time she played her for a fool in the media. Now that Stacey was a stakeholder in Stellar Group, it was time for plan B.

She was determined to make them cough up every penny they made by selling off her mother’s belongings.

Yolanda waved it off, "No biggie, just lending a hand. If you need anything else, just holler."

After Yolanda finished freshening up and dropped her hands, she stood up straight, "Let's grab a bite. I've got things to do later and we're running out of time."

Both not keen on a long walk, they hit up a nearby snack street and found a random restaurant. Rosemary opened the trending searches on her phone, only to find the news about Victoria going to Meadowlark Retreat to see Maxwell had disappeared. Someone had clearly clamped down on it.

And it wasn't hard to guess who was behind that quick cover-up.

For the next three days, Rosemary holed up at home. Yolanda, probably afraid she'd go stir-crazy, lined up quite a few gigs for her. Even when Oswald called asking her to come back to work at Heritage Revive Studio, she blew it off.

That day, as she was sighing over a painting, Wendy's call came through, "Mrs. Rosemary Templeton, could you please come over? Mrs. Pearl Templeton is supposed to go to the hospital for a check-up today, but she's having a spat with Mr. Templeton and refuses to go."

"Is Maxwell there?"

"He’s tied up with work at the company; Christ is here."

These sorts of things were usually Rosemary’s job. Knowing she was about to divorce Maxwell, Wendy really shouldn't have bothered her, but Pearl was mad at Maxwell and wouldn't give him the time of day, dragging Christ into the mess as well.

Rosemary agreed to come over. Pearl was probably ticked off with Maxwell over the divorce mess. She needed to get her on board or at least not against it, to avoid any unnecessary complications.

When Rosemary arrived at the villa, Pearl was on the sofa, fuming, "I said I'm fine, no need for a check-up." She glared at Christ standing in front of her, "The one who really needs the hospital is your boss. Go get him an appointment for an eye and brain specialist, see if he's blind or just plain stupid, ditching a gem for fish eyes in the trash heap without even wrinkling his nose."

Christ felt he might kick the bucket prematurely, stuck between Mrs. Pearl Templeton and Ms. Chambers, each with a sharper tongue than the other!

"And make sure it's with a top-notch doctor; no regular doc can fix his issues."

Wendy thought, “Mrs. Rosemary Templeton must be the real deal, huh?”

She made a mental note to firmly stand by Mrs. Rosemary Templeton's side in the future and not give Victoria the time of day!

She grimaced awkwardly, "Mrs. Pearl Templeton, Mr. Templeton is just worried about your health. The doctor's already scheduled. Maybe you should just go, to get it over with."

Pearl was about to dig in her heels and refuse when she heard Rosemary's voice at the door, "Pearl."