The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 874

Callum’s condescending stare fixated on Lillian as he remarked, “Lillian, I can’t simply brush what happened last night under the rug. It was you who initiated things. Are you just going to walk away again, evading responsibility?”

In an instant, Lillian’s face flared a deep crimson.

She recognized the weight behind the word “again.” It dredged up memories of their passionate encounter, fueled by alcohol, from years ago. That night ended with her fleeing the next morning.

In the past, the idea of getting together with him when he finally caught up with her three years later might have seemed plausible. However, as time marched on, she had grown into a completely different person, and so had he.

Lillian’s journey from Callum’s lavish mansion to her workplace was a hazy blur. Her steps faltered as she made her way to the curb to flag down a taxi and then headed back to her familiar workplace.

The tasks at her job remained the same, but her mood was anything but ordinary, miles away from her typical self.

“Lillian, is that the latest from X brand you’re wearing? My goodness, I’ve seen that in a magazine. It’s worth over 60,000 dollars!” one of her colleagues exclaimed, causing a ripple of attention from the others in the office.

This exclamation piqued the curiosity of her female colleagues, all inquisitive of Lillian’s striking outfit.

Lillian could not bear to admit that the expensive sweater she wore beneath the outfit was even pricier.

“A 60,000-dollar suit?” one of them marveled. “No wonder Lillian looks absolutely stunning today!”

“As expected of this brand, the tailoring is impeccable.”

“Lillian, how do you manage to afford such clothes?” some of her coworkers could not help but wonder.

“It’s just a knockoff,” Lillian hastily retorted. “I can’t afford such high-end clothing.” “A knockoff? Even as a knockoff, it looks fabulous.”

they wandered off, she furrowed her brows, a heavy sense of reality settling in. The dry-cleaning bill for the extravagant suit was sure to be astronomical, and

you ever decide to

meant facing him again. Thinking of

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the idea

would be the last time. I’m never getting myself drunk again!” Lillian silently reminded herself

White Maple Group, Callum sat at his desk, his fingers grazing a photograph. The person in the photo was wearing

everything I’m about to

his secretary’s voice came through, “Mr. White, Ms. Tall is

her in,” Callum replied in a nonchalant tone as

of Callum, who appeared effortlessly confident and elegant on the sofa, as though the

tune.

the man was easily manipulated, but now

to see you again,” Callum greeted her with

deep breath, steeling herself. “You anticipated

gritted her teeth and said, “I’ve come to discuss a deal. I want

chuckled. “Well, I’ve already transferred the agreed sum to the Tall family, but it doesn’t look like that has quite resurrected your family’s business, has it? Are you attempting to shift the responsibility for the

This is a great opportunity for you to expand the White family’s territory. Acquiring the assets of the Tall

without it, I have the means to expand the White family’s domain. As for the Tall family, it seems like you’re headed for financial ruin,” Callum retorted.

in her heart, Madeline had to acknowledge that Callum was speaking plain truth. “I can help you rid your body of the curse. As long as it remains in your body you can never be with Lillian. All it takes is your acceptance of my terms and the

Callum had been

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fixed a resolute gaze upon her and

was swiftly reached without haggling.