The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 797

“Could this woman be…”

Suddenly, the faces of the store manager and the sales assistant who had sought to curry favor with Agyness grew pale with a dawning realization. Rosalie graciously accepted the card without any hesitation and then turned to the junior sales assistant who had been assisting her

throughout, saying, “I’ll take this dress then. Please have it wrapped up for me after I change out of it.”

“Sure, no problem…” answered the sales assistant, exhilarated. As a newcomer, securing such a substantial order felt like hitting the jackpot for her.

Agyness was growing increasingly embarrassed at that moment. She had intended to leave quietly, picking up her bag, but Rosalie halted her. “Ms. Sabatini, we’re not done here. Don’t you want to review the surveillance camera together?”

“No, there’s no need for that. I accidentally spilled the water on myself,” Agyness replied with an awkward laugh.

“Given that you’ve just admitted to splashing water on yourself, it implies that my friend was wrongly accused of doing so earlier, Ms. Sabatini. Don’t you think an apology is in order, Ms. Sabatini?” Rosalie responded. Agyness was taken aback, and she instinctively asked, “Apology?” “What’s wrong? Do you not think you should apologize for that?” Rosalie said coldly.

Agyness’ face involuntarily flushed with embarrassment. Ever since her daughter had become the adopted child of the Youngblood family, she had always felt that her status was exceptional. Even high-society and affluent women had sought to curry favor with her. When had she ever needed to apologize to anyone, especially to an ordinary person simply because that person was Rosalie’s friend?

Plus, people around her were observing the situation. She would be humiliated if she really apologized.

“Ms. Sabatini, since Mrs. Youngblood asked you to apologize, it would be wise to comply. Otherwise, you will still have to apologize when this matter reaches Mr. Youngblood’s attention,” Carlos interjected. Agyness had no choice but to grit her teeth and apologize to Lillian.

10:31

The store manager and the sales assistant also offered their apologies, filled with fear. No one could have fathomed that one of these seemingly ordinary women was the wife of Jonathan.

Not just anyone, but the famous Jonathan, whom no one could afford to offend in Strico.

far away, a woman gazed at Lillian’s countenance with a playful expression and a sly smile curling at the edges of

anticipated bumping into Lillian at such a place. What was more

even if the Youngblood family were willing to support Lillian, it wouldn’t make a difference. Callum was hers. She would always succeed

accompanied her. On the other hand, Agyness, who wore a displeased expression and was eager to leave, was halted

wrong, Mr. Gibson?”

expenditures are quite high, Ms. Sabatini. The gowns here are not within the budget

financial means and social standing when it comes to spending, Ms. Sabatini. Chasing after things that are beyond your reach can ultimately

aback. It was crystal clear to her that

engage in extravagant spending that doesn’t align with my social

after tucking the two children into bed, Rosalie retired to her bedroom and

had been arranged, she still preferred sleeping with

it was time for bed, she would settle herself on Guillermo’s

10:34

found it rather

foster a strong sibling bond between them. Therefore,

quite tough for Guillermo. He had always been a quiet child, but he was forced by his sister to

emotion into it. As a

to grow impatient, but to her astonishment, he patiently recounted the

was because of the bond between siblings. Guillermo was undoubtedly a wonderful older

on? Have you fallen for Callum? You’re smiling as

reality and noticed Jonathan standing behind her.

and focusing on her phone made it appear as if she were smiling at a photo of Callum, which could lead to a misunderstanding.

was actually thinking about Jen and Guille. Plus, Callum is Lillian’s ex-boyfriend. I only looked at the news about him because of his