The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 573

“What on earth was happening?” Rosalie thought.

She rushed toward the door of the lounge almost instinctively. However, as Rosalie reached for the doorknob, her heart

sank.

The door was locked from the outside.

“Was this a setup? Was it Fiona’s doing?” Rosalie wondered.

Joseph’s heavy breathing drew closer, and he lunged toward her…

Outside the lounge, Fiona appeared calm while her makeup artist worked on her. But inside, she was extremely nervous.

She wasn’t sure if things were progressing smoothly.

She had secretly invited Joseph today and laced his drink with drugs. Then, she asked him to hide behind the curtain in the lounge and wait for her.

Her excuse was that her current image needed to be maintained, and she couldn’t afford to be seen associating closely with him. After all, such kind of transaction had to be discreet.

Although there were many loopholes in her story, Joseph still believed it. After all, 10 million dollars was too tempting for

him.

And now, according to Fiona’s plan, once Rosalie entered the lounge, Joseph would almost certainly be affected by the drug. Then, she could bring Calvin over to catch them in the act, not only embarrassing Rosalie completely but also allowing Calvin to deal directly with Joseph. At that point, Joseph wouldn’t be able to threaten her anymore.

compromising situation with another man. A man

never accept a woman with

lips curled into a smug smile.

commotion in the set. Fiona’s eyes lit up when she spotted a tall figure

and her

makeup by now. She stepped forward and said, “Calvin, you’re

asked. He didn’t particularly like how Fiona looked now, but he couldn’t forget that she had saved his life once. So, as long as her requests weren’t too unreasonable, he would usually accommodate

However, she was not referring to the scene that she was about to

arm, attempting to create an intimate atmosphere in front

before her hand could touch Calvin’s arm, he moved away,

misinterpreted by others in the future. I simply consider

as though the eyes of

front of everyone that they were just friends! Right in

here today. I asked her to wait for me in the lounge. It’s not my turn

made a move

followed Fiona. He couldn’t stand

coming on too strong

the time to collect her emotions. Yet, he battled his inner urge almost every day

help but feel pleased. It seemed that everything was going

needed to do was push open the door to the lounge, feign surprise, and

of them approached the lounge door, the sound of ambulance sirens filled the mail’s entrance. Paramedics rushed toward them, carrying a

paramedics as they ran. “Where is the person who took the wrong medication?”

“What was going on? Who had called