The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 870

Jonathan said calmly, “Okay.” Then, his gaze shifted to the ten men.

The ten men had already learned about Rosalie’s identity from Ethan. At this moment, hearing Rosalie call Jonathan “Jon,” they could guess his identity immediately.

“It’s Mr. Youngblood! He rarely appears in the media in Strico. Besides, it’s difficult to find photos of him online,” they exclaimed inwardly.

However, at this moment, they didn’t expect to meet him in person in such a place.

“So this is where you’re drinking with them?” Jonathan asked with a hint of jealousy in his voice. Although the ten men dressed and looked different, their appearances were rather fine, the kinds that women liked.

Rosalie’s body trembled as she could sense his jealousy. She quickly said, “I–I’m just accompanying Lillian to clear her head, and I didn’t drink much either.” She drank a few shots at most, unlike Lillian, who drank a lot.

“Really?” Jonathan’s gaze swept across the ten men’s faces. “What do you think about their looks?”

Immediately, the ten men felt a chill running down their spines. Usually, when the customers said they looked good, it was a compliment, and they were happy to accept it.

However, at this moment, they only wanted Rosalie to find them ugly, and the

, the better. They would have to worry about keeping their faces if she complimented their good looks.

more,

“No, no. We’re average–looking.”

“Yes. He’s right. We look way too ordinary and are definitely not good–looking!” “W–We were just drinking with Mrs. Youngblood’s friend, not with her!”

They were stammering and extremely cautious, which baffled Rosalie.

seemed like if she didn’t give him a satisfactory answer, he would

to Jonathan before the group of men,. They’re not as good–looking as you. How could I catch

with the answer. “From now on,

pesters you, you can’t go to

face and wanted to say

had been

ago due to gatherings with her colleagues or work

take Lillian home first,”

wanted to pull Lillian up, who was sitting on the couch. The latter shouted drunkenly. “I’m not leaving. I haven’t drunk enough. Rosalie, although these men are not as

Lillian, we’re going home. If you want to drink, I’ll accompany you next time,” Rosalie said and

Rosalie chuckled awkwardly.

pursed his thin lips, feeling helpless. He knew how

give up on her

he was jealous of Lillian, he could only tolerate

by myself. Y–You don’t have to send me home. I don’t want

you go home by

Lillian stuttered while taking out her

few seconds, the call was connected. Rosalie was about to explain the situation to

Lillian, is

voice?” Rosalie wondered.

dumbfounded and exclaimed

not looking for Callum. I’m looking for Jerick. Jerick. Please pass the phone

the word was squeezed out through gritted teeth. “Lillian, are you drunk?”

I drank a lot, and many men are here with me. Callum, I don’t need you

and said to Callum, ‘Callum, I’m Rosalie. Lillian drank