The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike

Chapter 876

“By the way, why did you suddenly come over to the clinic today?” Rosalie asked. After all, today, she had come to see Levi for a consultation, and she had not mentioned it to him.

“I heard from the driver that you were around, so I figured I’d swing by and see how you’re doing. I was thinking of going with you to the appointment, but turns out you got done quicker than I thought,” Jonathan said. “I’ll be right there with you when you start your hand treatment.”

“There’s no need for that. It’s just treatment, and I expect it will take more than a few sessions. It could interfere with your work,” Rosalie hurriedly replied.

Jonathan’s eyelashes trembled slightly. He glanced at Rosalie from the corner of his eyes and replied, “Okay.”

The car arrived at the entrance of the Youngblood residence. Rosalie got out of the car and walked into the house, but Jonathan’s car did not immediately drive away. It remained parked.

Jonathan lifted his hand and ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. His mind once again flashed back to the confrontation with Calvin at the clinic entrance just a while ago.

“Jonathan, what was the reason Rosalie decided to drown herself back then? Even if you’ve lost your memory, someone must have told you the truth about that incident. I asked everyone back then, but no one was willing to tell me. So now, can you tell me?” Calvin had questioned.

“Calvin, why should I tell you anything about what happened between me and Rosalie?” Jonathan replied.

“At that time, after Rosalie discovered the link between her car accident case and you, the incident where she almost drowned occurred. Is there any connection between these two events?” Calvin continued to probe for answers.

Calvin was eager to unveil the truth. Throughout the years, Carlos and the butler. clung to a single, unchanging narrative. It was Kurt who had directed Yvette to carry out the abduction. Meanwhile, an unsettling cloud of uncertainty loomed over Rosalie’s supposed attempt to drown herself at the sea.

Doubts gnawed at Calvin, nagging him about whether this narrative was the entire truth.

secrets lay concealed

the clothes she had worn from Callum’s mansion that day, Lillian came

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she had initially expected some difficulties in wanting to meet Callum. However, as soon as the receptionist heard that she had come to return clothes, the receptionist recognized her and did not even ask her name. Instead, a warm smile graced the receptionist’s face as she cordially affirmed, “You’re Ms. Lillian Quinn, I presume? Mr.

and said, “The CEO’s office is on the 32nd floor. When you arrive on the 32nd

had already given his staff some instructions. When she took the elevator to the 32nd floor, someone was already waiting at the

Ms. Quinn. I’m Mr. White’s secretary. Please come

The secretary lightly knocked on the door twice and then turned the handle, ushering Lillian

the lack of response from within the CEO’s office to the knock

here, you can enter at any

red lips and walked

secretary softly shut the door behind Lillian with her mind veiled in speculation. It seemed likely that this

Madeline of the Tall family, Callum had never granted her the privilege of

a special place in

hesitated, uncertain if she should allow herself a sigh of relief. Callum’s peaceful repose meant she could avoid a direct confrontation with him, for the moment at least. She would only

table and intended to leave,

tranquil slumber. His long, delicate eyelashes covered those beautiful eyes of his, casting a graceful

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always gently poke and touch his