Chapter 155
The Ceo’s Convict Wife
âIs it because life makes me more aware of the importance of money?â she thought.
Observing Rosalieâs expression, Lillian suddenly embraced her and confessed, âIâve always regretted not being able to assist all these years. I knew you were unjustly accused, but I couldnât help you gather the evidence needed to overturn your you case.â
She stressed each word, as they had been buried in her heart for a long time.
âEven when you were in prison, I could only offer empty words of comfort during our visits. I despise this feeling. Now, Iâve finally got a lead, and as long as it can aid in overturning your case, donât dwell on anything else. You donât need to feel like you owe me anything in return.â
Lillianâs self-reproachful tone resonated in Rosalieâs ears.
âLillian, if you hadnât visited me in prison and hadnât persisted in my case for all those years, I might not have made it through at all. So, donât belittle the words of comfort you offered. Those words gave me the strength to keep going. Rosalie expressed while embracing her friend.
The eyes of the two women were red at this moment.
After a while, they finally calmed down. Lillian said, âIâll ask the private detective to continue collecting information and see if he can find useful information. Donât alert the enemy first. Otherwise, even if I run to question him about why he gave false confessions now, he will definitely not admit it.â
Rosalie nodded and agreed with her friend.
Moreover, she had been in jail for three years. She could afford to wait.
After Rosalie put away the information Lillian gave her, Lillian said, âIâll drive today. Iâll take you home.â
Rosalie was hesitant.
âDo you still live in Jonathanâs house?â Lillian asked.
âYes.â She slightly pursed her lips and felt that there was still some faint pain in the part of her lips where Jonathan had bitten her.
âHow long will you stay with him?â Lillian asked.
âI donât know,â Rosalie replied, feigning nonchalance as she shrugged. âBut living like this isnât so bad.
At least I have good food and a place to stay.â
Lillian knew that she couldnât intervene in this matter, so she said, âRemember to tell me if you need anything else.â Rosalie answered again, âOkay.â
While chatting, they walked toward the parking lot.
When they got out of the elevator, Lillian said to Rosalie, âWait for me here. Iâll get the car.â Her car was parked beside the elevator.
âOkay, Rosalie answered.
Lillian walked toward the car not far from the elevator and was about to take out the key. At this moment, a car came over and stopped in front of Lillian.
Because the car happened to stop between Rosalie and Lillian, Rosalie naturally couldnât see Lillian.
But a few seconds later, she heard a shout from her friend and the sound of closing the door. Then, the black car parked in between them drove past her.
Rosalie looked hurriedly at the place where her friend had stood, and there was no sight of Lillian.
âCould it be that Lillian was taken away by the man in the car?â Rosalie thought.
Rosalie was taken aback and instinctively attempted to pursue the speeding car, but she couldnât catch up with it!
She could only recall the first three digits and the last digit of the license plate number.
Rosalie was overwhelmed by a chilling sensation. She pondered, âWhatâs going on? Whoâs in that car?
Why did they take Lillian? Is this⦠a kidnapping? Orâ¦â She instinctively reached for her phone, considering making a call. However, she hesitated, fearing that doing so in the current circumstances might exacerbate the situation.
Her hands started to tremble, and the trembling intensified to the point where she couldnât even grip the phone, It was almost difficult for her to press the number 911 and call the police.
At last, after contacting the police, Rosalie rushed to the parking lotâs management office. Surveillance cameras were installed in the parking lot, and the incident where the car had taken Lillian away would likely have been captured on the cameras.
âLillian⦠Please, nothing must happen to her! Please, no!â Rosalie pleaded desperately.
At this moment, Rosalie only had this idea in her mind!
When Jonathan answered Rosalieâs call, all he heard was her sobbing on the other end.
The voice of her sobs immediately stirred his heart. âWhat happened? Can you talk?â
âJon, can you help me find Lillian? I beg you. Please help me find Lillian⦠Rosalie choked. She didnât know who to look for besides calling the police.
Her fingers dialed his number almost instinctively. It was the phone number she had acquired for him.
Jonathan frowned. âDid something happen to Lillian?â
âSheâs been taken away. I donât know where theyâve taken her⦠The police are here, and the parking lot surveillance camera is down. Jon, please help me find Lillianâ¦â She spoke in fits and starts.
He could almost picture the turmoil she must be experiencing right now. Typically, when she contacted him, she would refer to him as âMr. Youngblood,â but using âJonâ suggested she was in a state of distress.
âWhere are you now?â he asked.
âI-Iâm at the police stationâ¦â she choked. She was told to leave after she filed a report and took a statement.
âBut⦠I havenât found Lillian at all! If I leave the police station like this, how can I find Lillian?â she asked inwardly.
âWhich police station?â he asked again.
When she reported the specific address of the police station, he said, âYou go inside and wait for me.
Iâll be right here.â
When Jonathan arrived at the police stationâs entrance, he spotted her standing on the steps, clutching her phone tightly with both hands. Tear streaks were visible on her delicate face, her eyes red, and her complexion drained of color.
Although it was almost May, the weather at night was still cold.
He hurried to her and took her hand. Sure enough, her hands were cold now.
Her fingers gripped the phone tightly, and the veins on the back of her hand stood out, pulsing visibly.
âDidnât I tell you to stay inside the police station? Why are you still standing out here?â His tone carried a hint of displeasure, reflecting his concern that she might fall ill from standing outside in such weather at night.