The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 841

The security guard was stunned upon hearing that. Then, he noticed the broken shards of the flowerpot and the dirt on the ground.

Thus, he hurriedly relinquished his grip. Rosalie had her bodyguard examine Zachary’s wrist.

After a careful examination, the bodyguards reported to Rosalie, “This man’s wrist is broken, Mrs. Youngblood.”

“Take him to the hospital,” Rosalie ordered.

“Right away,” he replied.

Rosalie’s phone rang at that moment. She answered it, and her

expression suddenly changed upon hearing what the caller said. “I see. All right, thank you.”

After hanging up, Rosalie did not enter the building but headed for the courthouse instead.

Her bodyguard, on the other hand, sent Zachary to the hospital. After Rosalie emerged from court, she received a call from her bodyguard, telling her that Zachary had seen a doctor and was reportedly suffering only a mild injury, which would take about a month to recover.

“Very well. Give him the compensation he deserves. If he has any other requirements, tell me ahead of time,” Rosalie instructed..

Then, Rosalie called Connor. “I’m sorry, Mr. Smuckler, but there might be some trouble to come.”

“I know. That fellow, Yoel, filed a lawsuit, didn’t he? No big deal. Let the public prosecutor’s office investigate it. Our conscience for this case is clear. The gossip, meanwhile, doesn’t matter because I’m an old man. My wife, too, knows you well enough, and she won’t overthink it. You and your husband, though…”

“He won’t misunderstand anything,” Rosalie said hurriedly. “Jon trusts me.”

pleased. “That’s good.”

home for dinner that night. “Mr. Youngblood will be coming home late today,” Gary announced. “Please have your dinner first,

well.” Rosalie was used to him skipping

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keep Jonathan’s portion warm before beginning

condescendingly at the

not admitted to it, he would not have thought that she was the one who dropped the flowerpot off the 20th floor earlier that day.

diligent in her daily tasks, he could scarcely believe she

don’t know who had you drop

man standing before her was Jonathan, the worst possible person in Strico one could

instructing me to drop the flowerpot on the woman at the appointed time. Together

cleaner was stammering. Scared to death, she was cursing the impulse that compelled her to accept the job. She thought that there were no surveillance cameras that high up in the building. As long as the flowerpot met its mark, she would be 40,000 dollars richer-enough for her to build a house in

hit. Unexpectedly, somebody had brought her here before the stack of bills had even grown warm

her hands to do anything like that ever again. After you’re done, hand her over

sir,” his men answered.

my hands?” she wondered. At that moment, she would rather be handed over to the police.

do it again. I-I’ll surrender myself to the police…” No matter how she pleaded, however, Jonathan’s expression remained frigid.

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grateful that Rosalie didn’t get hurt today,” he thought grimly. “Otherwise, a thousand

they entered the car parked outside, Carlos handed Jonathan a file. “This is what Zachary has been up to for the past

looked through the documents in his hand, and the atmosphere inside

a coincidence,” Jonathan said suddenly, his voice ringing in the car. “Y-Yes, what a coincidence.” Carlos’ forehead was covered in beads of sweat. He detected a trace of jealousy in Jonathan’s

occurred to him. “Could Mr. Youngblood… be jealous that Zachary saved Rosalie?”

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