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.”

as she waited for her colleagues to disperse. As 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,

decide to return

clothing in person meant facing him again. Thinking of

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him would only make her feel flustered. However, the idea

be the last time. I’m never getting myself drunk

desk, his fingers grazing a photograph. The person in the photo was wearing a

“Tell me, is everything

thoughts, and his secretary’s voice came through, “Mr. White, Ms. Tall is here to see

nonchalant tone as if he had

the CEO’s Office, taking in the sight of Callum, who appeared effortlessly confident and elegant on the sofa, as though the world danced to his

tune.

had once believed that the man was easily manipulated, but now she could only

again,” Callum greeted

a deep breath, steeling herself. “You anticipated

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

like that has quite resurrected your family’s business, has it? Are you attempting to shift the

is a great opportunity for you to expand the White

I have the means to expand the White family’s domain.

can help you rid your body of the curse. As long as it remains in your body you can never be with Lillian.

Callum had been anticipating those

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resolute gaze upon her

swiftly reached