The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 160

Rosalie hurriedly fastened her seat belt and watched Jonathan drive the car away from the Youngblood residence in slight disbelief. What was more, he was currently driving in the direction of where the person on the phone had said Callum had taken Lillian earlier.

“So… he’s going to take me there?” she contemplated.

It was just that at present, his face was utterly grim, and his thin lips were pursed. A kind of gloom also filled his eyes, clearly showing his current displeasure.

Rosalie opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she was afraid that if she spoke and upset him now, things would only get worse.

As such, she remained silent in the end.

Her priority now was to see Lillian and figure out what exactly happened.

“I’ll wait until he’s no longer so angry to… thank him. I guess,” Rosalie thought.

When the car arrived at Crescent Cove, it was immediately stopped by security guards,

“Tell Callum that Jonathan Youngblood wants to see him. Ask him if he’ll come out or not.” Jonathan went straight to the point.

Surprise flickered in those security guards’ eyes when they heard this. After all, everybody in Strico knew what the name Jonathan Youngblood” signified.

Besides, even if these security guards didn’t know Jonathan, they could still recognize the Bentley that Jonathan was currently driving. A car worth millions of dollars was certainly not affordable for ordinary people.

Therefore, one of the security guards began to contact their captain

Meanwhile, in a mansion of Crescent Cove, Lillian was glowering at the man before her with anxiety. Never had she imagined that he would pull her directly into the car in broad daylight and even confiscate her phone and turn it off.

anxious her best friend would be, but there was no way she could call Rosalie

now.

couldn’t get to her phone

still not home despite it being so late? If they called

like a cat on a hot tin roof, the

suddenly felt a little sad, for he never wore such a look when he

was practically like a little puppy clinging to her, always revealing a shy, uneasy smile while scratching his head abashedly. He’d even tug

she could hardly recognize him anymore. Although his face was still as good-looking as before, his temperament had totally changed, as though a little puppy had grown into a

be a large hound instead!” she

phone to me? I really need to call my friend and parents. Once again, Lillian repeated what she had

with a half-smile, “Are

was anxious, especially at this moment when she didn’t know

don’t want my friend and

Η

eyes turned cold, and a sneer appeared on his face. “Since you’re so afraid that they will worry, have you ever thought about

breath hitched, and a trace of guilt crossed her face. “I… I had something urgent to attend to

it to fly back here to file a lawsuit for your friend? It’s fine for you to

one

didn’t think about what would happen between them and naturally befriended him like one would

would take her to visit local attractions and eat some

inalize

look for him after going home to finalize the procedures to study abroad. At that time, she could

a friend, though it wasn’t as if she had never

looks were seriously her cup of