The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 164

“Get in the car.” The man spat out those words with his thin lips.

Lillian suddenly looked to be in a dilemma. Though her phone was valuable, the value of freedom was higher! She truly didn’t want to be locked up in his room for hours like yesterday anymore,

Had Jonathan and Rosalie not come to get her yesterday, she wouldn’t even know when she could leave.

“It’s all right. I happen to want to change my phone, so I don’t need that old one anymore, Lillian said in discomfiture.

“In that case, you don’t need those photos and various social media accounts on your phone anymore, too? By the way, there seems to be some internal information about your company as well, right? If you really don’t want it anymore, then forget it. Callum said flatly.

“This… is clearly a threat!” she thought indignantly.

Lillian gritted her teeth. She thought, ‘But there’s clearly a passcode on my phone. Did he… crack it? Is that how he knows about those photos and information?

And… did he also pry into all my social media accounts?”

“How could you do that!” she fumed.

“So, do you want to get into the car or not?” He avoided her question.

Lillian felt fit to be tied. When she saw him back then, she thought he was a courteous, adorable guy. Thus, she couldn’t comprehend why he turned into his current state in just a few years.

Anyhow, at present, Lillian had no choice but to open the back door of the car dejectedly and sit beside Callum.

When she got into the vehicle, she saw that Callum was actually playing with her phone.

“My phone!” she exclaimed, reflexively wanting to get her phone back.

Unfortunately, before she could touch the device, his hand caught her. “You seem to be living well all these years,” he remarked leisurely, clicking on the photos in her phone with his free hand. There were all kinds of pictures of her smiling-some being travel photos, some of daily life, and some of her eating good food outside. According to these photos, she indeed had been living a pretty good life.

naturally only take photos when they were happy. No one would take photos when they were

Lillian responded

her wrist and tried to break free

him this way made her feel weird as if his temperature was being transmitted

said that his fingers were quite attractive. At that time, she had always been obsessed with his fingers and even once asked him

happened later was that he actually brought his hand to

she had to admit that touching his fingers felt…

What the hell am I

Lillian came back to her senses and nearly wanted to slap herself for still fantasizing about his

as she looked up, she met

eyes seemed to be looking at

next instant, his fingers released her wrist, and Lillian was

do you intend to do to make me return

“What do I intend to do? Shouldn’t he be giving it back to me now?”

Lillian asked this, even she herself felt stupid. After all, how could a person of Callum’s status care about her

and looked at her as if she were

no matter what she chose, his wrath was inevitable. She guessed that the man was simply trying to vent his anger

let him vent his anger

over

unsure why he asked that.

was there anyone you liked?”

the celebrities I like with both hands!”

his expressionless face now, she almost instinctively

that if you had a boyfriend like me, you’d feel blissed, right?” he prompted casually once

just the words of my young and immature self! Didn’t Rosalie say he’s the chairman of White Maple Group and the head of

boyfriend. My requirements for happiness are relatively low” She smiled uncomfortably,

man glanced at her and didn’t say anything more. Instead, he lowered his head and continued to play with her phone, checking