The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 18

Yvette couldn’t believe that Jonathan wanted to see Rosalie.

As a member of the Hamilton family, she naturally understood that Jonathan didn’t care much about Melanie and chose her just because she was suitable to become the lady of the Youngblood family.

Back at Melanie’s funeral, he had worn an indifferent facade, as though Melanie’s life and death were inconsequential to

him.

Sometimes, she couldn’t help but wonder what it would take to stir the emotions of this man.

Now, she saw the trace of anger on his handsome face, which was a sight that she had never seen before.

And it was because of Rosalie, the woman who was as insignificant as an ant

She turned to look at Zachary beside her, only to see the same incredulity in his eyes.

At this moment, Carlos, who was standing beside Jonathan, quickly responded, “Yes” His heart trembled at the thought of Jonathan being angry,

Anyone who had seen Jonathan lose his temper once would never want to witness it again.

However, in the next moment, Jonathan’s voice rang out again, “Forget about it, you go downstairs and deal with it. It’s too noisy!”

Carlos responded once again and hurriedly left.

Rosalie felt as though she had just heard Jon’s voice, but Jon’s voice was always gentle and never carried that hint of anger before.

Jon… Oh, Jon. Her mind flashed with the memory of that icy yet angelic beautiful face.

She wondered if Jon would mourn for her if she died.

Just as Rosalie felt like she was about to pass out from suffocation, suddenly, the pressure around her neck eased. She collapsed onto the ground, gasping for breath and inhaling fresh air in big gulps.

William was now subdued by two securities in club uniforms and was pinned down to the ground. They were surrounded by a lot of security.

Moments ago, William had paid little attention when he heard Jonathan’s reprimand. He didn’t expect that the person who had raised the voice was the all-powerful Jonathan of Strico.

At the same time, a high-ranking manager from the club hurried over.

“Mr. Warner, what on earth do you think you’re doing? Release me immediately!” William demanded. His family was one of the shareholders of the club, so he was considered one of the owners, which explained his arrogant behavior at the place.

paid no heed to William. Instead, he walked directly to Rosalie and said respectfully, “Miss, you can leave

now.”

was dumbfounded, especially William.

talking about? She is

order. Mr. Youngblood dislikes being

sent chills racing down William’s spine. In Strico, such a name could only belong to one

Mr. Youngblood who issued that reprimand carlier?” he

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Youngblood? How could Mr. Youngblood possibly stand up for this woman? S-She was the one who killed Mr.

Ethan’s expression left no room for

Rosalie was stunned. She couldn’t believe that the

a cruel twist of fate.

stood up in a disheveled state. She left the scene in haste, completely oblivious to

Rosalie’s disheveled retreating

yet he couldn’t help but wonder why he

way.

that perhaps, even as a pawn, she was his and he couldn’t bear the thought of anyone else laying a hand on her.

while, he turned and walked

watched Rosalie’s departing figure with a pensive look in his

standing beside him, discreetly bit her lip in frustration. She felt far from pleased that Rosalie had gotten off so easily and that William had caused such

had even

then, the arrival of another person took her

was Carlos, Jonathan’s

greeted him with

guy, of all people to provoke, had to pick someone

a coincidence that Jonathan was in the club and happened to

nearby,

two robust securities dragged William to the edge of the pool, pressing his head down and repeating the same actions

other classmates, including Zachary and Yvette, were

one could have predicted that things would unfold

had no intentions of pleading on William’s behalf

shareholder’s son now seemed like an agreeable solution, one that other shareholders would likely

turned around and looked at Zachary and Yvette.

the first to regain her composure and smiled faintly, “Sorry for keeping Mr. Youngblood waiting. We’ll

you today. You may leave