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.

the problem was that the majority of people would naturally only take photos when they were happy. No one would take photos when they

Lillian

tried to break free from his

made her feel weird as if his temperature was being transmitted to her

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

actually brought his hand to her and allowed her to feel him

a thing for hands, she had to admit

minute! What the hell am I thinking?” she

to her senses and nearly wanted to slap

up, she met Callum’s

at

released her wrist, and Lillian was finally free.

do to make me return your phone?” Callum asked coldly.

and wondered, “What do I intend to do? Shouldn’t he be giving

I have to pay? The moment Lillian asked this, even she herself felt stupid. After all,

he smirked and looked at her as if

a deep breath. Anyway, no matter what she chose, his wrath was inevitable. She guessed that the man was simply

vent his anger this time,”

relationship over the past

head, unsure why he

anyone you

count all the celebrities I like with both

facing his expressionless face now, she

which, back then, you seemed to have said that if you had a boyfriend like me, you’d feel blissed, right?” he prompted casually once more.

my young and immature self! Didn’t Rosalie say he’s the chairman of White Maple Group and the head of the White family now? How could I possibly have any

an ordinary, acceptable boyfriend. My requirements for happiness are relatively low”

glanced at her and didn’t say anything more. Instead, he lowered his head and