The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 855

At that moment, Felix looked down at his hands. The girl who played the piano before said her name was Jennifer, and she also said that she wanted to play the piano with him.

He thought, “If I play the piano with her, will playing the piano become enjoyable?”

“Did you have fun today?” A woman’s voice sounded next to her. The woman who was driving the car asked the question.

“Not bad,” Felix said lightly. Usually, he would’ve answered “so-so,” so his response this time was an exception.

“Really?” A smile tugged at the lips of that woman. “I’m very happy too.”

She thought, “How could I not be happy to see someone I’ve not seen in so many years ‘living’ so well? The better they lived now, the more miserable they would be when they suffer the loss in the future.”

The reason was none other than that she had to live pathetically in the shadows while the despicable woman, Rosalie, got to indulge in life.

“Felix, do you like the little girl who just played the piano with you?” the woman asked.

Felix kept silent.

The woman didn’t care and continued, “But remember that you and the little girl will never be friends whether you like her or not.”

Rosalie and Jonathan went to the police station and recorded their statements.

A group of reporters, who heard the news, arrived at the police station. The tightly packed crowd almost blocked the entrance.

“I’ll ask someone to drive the car to the side door later. There are fewer people squatting over there,” Jonathan said.

“Then I’ll go to the bathroom first. Wait for me,” Rosalie said.

“Okay,” Jonathan replied.

standing in a corridor not far away, leaning against the wall, thinking about what Yoel and Agyness had said to the police officers

course, it was impossible to rule out that

it be? Who would hate Rosalie so much that

gaze darkened as he

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policewoman came over with Agyness. Obviously, it was because Agyness was the suspect, so the policewoman had to escort her to use the bathroom.

a handcuff. Although the makeup on her face was still delicate, her face was pale as a

feet dragging

the sake of the bond between Wrenna and the Youngblood family, please spare me.

coldly. “I never care about the reputation of the Youngblood

to ask him what did he actually care about

words, a figure strode out

full of malice to a look of utter tenderness

the Youngblood family’s reputation?

her, “Hurry up and walk! Don’t deliberately

again. When Rosalie was walking in her direction and getting closer to her, the resentment

current misery. If it weren’t for her… If she had never

suddenly used

guard and knocked

the corridor where alle stood was an open window. Due to the

sideways, and she fell outside the

desperately trying to knock Rosalie out of

lifted off the ground. She instinctively wanted

window, and she could even see the blue

“Am I going to fall? Will I

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