The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 443

Jonathan’s temper was extremely cold, and Callum showed no signs of backing down.

The noise around them seemed to be isolated.

Carlos, standing behind Jonathan, felt a cold sweat run down his back. If Jonathan did get into a fight with Callumn, then things would get worse.

Although the White family’s territory was not in Strico, once they fought with the Youngblood family, both would suffer losses.

Besides, Callum was ruthless and scheming despite his elegant demeanor as a gentleman.

Otherwise, an illegitimate child like Callum would not be the head of the White family.

Just then, Rosalie, in Jonathan’s arms, said, “Lillian, Jon came to pick me up. We’ll see the show… next time…”

“Okay. So… next time!” Lillian replied.

The atmosphere at the scene was eased by the two drunk women. Jonathan had a cold expression while walking out of the bar with Rosalie in his arms, and Carlos quickly followed him.

Meanwhile, Callum wanted to take Lillian away, but she was obviously reluctant. “How about we watch it together?”

Callum mentally remarked, “Watch it? If I really watched it with her, I would probably be pissed off!”

At that moment, Callum only wanted to cleanse her sight and wash away all the obscene scenes she had seen.

Callum directly Carried Lillian onto his shoulder, led her out of the bar, and threw her firmly into the passenger seat.

Lillian was still muttering, “I-I haven’t watched enough yet. Why did you bring me out? Callum, y-you can’t stop me from pursuing music…”

commented inwardly, “Very well. She’s not that drunk and could still

and finally bent down to help Lillian fasten

still holding the vest she had managed to

Callum snatched it, he feared onlookers would be at the scene.

to leave the place. He planned to find a chance later to snatch the vest from Lillian and throw it

direction

vaguely see Jonathan sitting

muttered in his heart. Then he looked at the heartless

mentioned that the person she loves is

she can like. She shouldn’t even think about falling

the car in fear. He could not

looked at Rosalie

so intimately if she’s not drunk? Otherwise, she must want to draw the

and looked

one I could rely on…” Rosalie mused. Then she murmured, “Jon, you know what? I’m… so happy

Jonathan frowned. “Happy?”

on stage and dance with them. I can really forget a lot of problems,”

moment.

she held Jonathan like that as if she was relaxed for the first time in a long

the dyed white hair the best, but um… I preferred the one with black hair. I think Aploth men look best with black hair. I-I also wanted to grab their clothes today. They threw their clothes

Carlos could feel the atmosphere in the car getting increasingly tense. He was roaring

if Jonathan would get mad if

the man with the black

black-haired man in

replied,