The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 402

“Why?” Lillian couldn’t understand, and in fact, Callum didn’t need to get involved in this mess at all.

Moreover, from a business perspective, the White family’s ventures were now expanding to the part of Strico. It should have been the right time for them to build a good relationship with Jonathan. If Callum offended Jonathan now, the White family’s future development in Strico might encounter many obstacles.

“If I tell you that I don’t care who I offend for your sake, would you believe me?” Callum gazed at Lillian and asked.

In an instant, Lillian felt herself in a daze, as if something was surging in her chest.

“How much of what he’s saying is the truth, and how much is a lie?” she contemplated.

Yet, at this very moment, an overwhelming urge to believe his words seemed to consume her.

Listening to the butler’s report, Carlos learned that Lillian and Callum had already departed from the mansion, and his complexion finally showed a slight improvement.

“Today has been quite chaotic. It appears that everyone wanted to be part of the commotion!” he mused.

However, what concerned Carlos the most at that moment was Jonathan. Since his return from outside, Jonathan had been in the kitchen for a full three hours!

Jonathan stood there, motionless in front of a cake that was nearly complete, staring at it the entire time, leaving people to wonder what was going through his mind.

Carlos couldn’t make sense of it either. He pondered, “Why would Mr. Youngblood, who clearly loves Rosalie so much, suddenly end their relationship today? Could it be due to…. the incident with that psychologist earlier that led to an argument between them? Or… Is there some other reason?”

However, deep down, he understood that no matter the cause, it was not something he, as a subordinate, should inquire about.

Suddenly, Carlos saw Jonathan, who had remained still in the kitchen, raise his hand, refill the pastry bag with buttercream frosting, and then… begin decorating the partially finished cake with delicate buttercream flowers.

“What is… Mr. Youngblood trying to do?” Carlos wondered,

cake’s decoration and meticulously positioning

he lit the candles!

as if he was celebrating someone’s birthday!

But the problem is,

candles and carefully removing them

he picked up a small spoon and began savoring the cake, one-spoonful at

up. “This cake has been sitting out at room temperature for quite a while. Eating it

it has been out for a bit,” Jonathan muttered softly,

some sort of

lodged in his

entire cake. “Carlos, do you ever think there could be someone who has

anticipating Jonathan to raise such a question out of the blue. “Well no… That’s

belief. It’s highly

I don’t need to concern myself with whether she goes to Calvin’s side, and I definitely don’t need to speculate about how much room Calvin holds in her heart. I won’t replicate my father’s mistakes, and I won’t let myself

Jonathan finally left the kitchen and ascended the stairs to the

watched Jonathan’s retreating figure with mixed

chance, there truly is someone in this world who could have

pondered. Strangely, at that very moment, Rosalie’s name flashed through

her bedside. It was the birthday present Lillian and Callum had given her the

last night, she hadn’t

unwrapped the package. Inside, she found a delicate little doll that somewhat resembled her, dressed in a lawyer’s

Rosalie a lifetime of

Will I ever have

button on the doll’s left palm.