Chapter 438
The Ceo’s Convict Wife
He narrowed his eyes and asked, âWhy not?â
It was because that was her last trace of dignity. Even though her pride had been shattered and left in pieces, she didnât want it to be trampled on again. âBecause the family I want is not someone like you.
To me, you can be a creditor, a stranger, or a superior, but you can never be my family!â
The word âfamilyâ was special to her. It was something she had longed for since childhood.
Therefore, she couldnât let him trample on that word.
His gaze was sharp, filled with a chilling intensity, like razor blades cutting into her.
She didnât avoid his gaze, just calmly looking at him, silently telling him he would never be her family.
Suddenly, he laughed in anger, a dazzling and mocking smile tugging at the corners of his lips. âThen letâs make a bet. I bet that one day you will want me to be your family again and ask me to call you âRosieââ
Her body trembled involuntarily. He said it with such certainty as if it were bound to happen in the future.
âThat day will never come.â That was the answer she gave him.
After Jonathan left the rental home, he exited the residential area, and Carlos was waiting not far away.
When he saw Jonathan coming out, he rushed forward and asked, âMr. Youngblood, are you heading back to the Youngblood residence?â
âYes,â Jonathan answered indifferently. âWhat did you find out from those two people?â
âAll I know now is that they have received money from someone to deal with Ms. Leighton. They were told to keep Ms. Leighton in the hospital for at least a while. However, they only contacted the person who paid them over the phone and the money was transferred directly to their accounts. They never met the person personally,â Carlos said, reporting the results of his investigation.
In other words, more time was needed to find the mastermind behind it.
âKeep investigating,â Jonathan ordered coldly.
âGot it,â Carlos replied and got into the car with Jonathan.
âSend someone to protect her in secret. Never let her encounter danger like today,â he said. âAlso, find out if she has any recent conflicts with anyone.â
Carlos quickly agreed again. As he looked out the window at Jonathanâs perfect side profile, Carlos couldnât help but sigh in his heart.
It seemed that Jonathan was still not over Rosalie.
He couldnât understand what kind of charm Rosalie had to make Jonathan, even after their breakup, still unable to let go and move on.
The next day, Rosalie went to work with her eyebags and reported to Lawrence about her inquiries with Aubrielle and Lina the previous day.
Lawrenceâs view was in line with hers.
They could bring it to court, but whether it would be accepted was at the discretion of the judge due to lack of conclusive evidence.
They also discussed the possibility of the police reopening the case, which remained uncertain.
âIâll go to the police station again.â Lawrence looked at Rosalieâs prominent dark circles and said, âThank you for your hard work. You must be tired from working on the case. Iâll give you a day off today.
Go get some rest.â Rosalie knew Lawrence had misunderstood. In fact, she hadnât been sleeping well because of Jonathan. Nevertheless, Lawrence was more understanding than she had expected, which eased her worries.
Since Rosalie had a day off, she decided to visit Amelia and Aiden. After all, they would be leaving Strico soon.
However, as she walked to the office buildingâs entrance, she noticed a luxury car pulling up and a woman in designer clothes getting out of the vehicle.
It was Fiona.
Rosalie was a little surprised, and Fiona spotted her now. She immediately walked over and said, âRosalie, what a coincidence! I was thinking of looking for you, and here you are!â
Speaking of which, Fiona had found out about Rosalie working here as an assistant lawyer through a guy named Kayden, whom she had met at the nightclub last time.
âSo what if she used to be the most promising lawyer? Now sheâs merely an assistant, Fiona sneered in her heart. However, she continued to play nice on the surface. âDo you have time? Letâs talk.â
âIs there anything we need to talk about?â Rosalie asked. She and Fiona had never gotten along well since their youth. Besides, she studied and later worked in Strico. They had very little interaction over the years and were not close.
âOf course. If youâre busy, I can explain it to your firm myself. Iâm sure your firm wonât be unreasonable and make time for me,â Fiona said confidently. She seemed to think that the people at the firm would believe whatever she said!
Little did she know that it was all because of Calvin. If she could no longer rely on him one day, she would be nothing in the eyes of others.
Rosalie noticed Fionaâs pretentious demeanor and knew that if she refused, the latter might barge into the law firm. So she said, âAll right, letâs find a nearby place then.â
Fiona was overjoyed. She immediately picked a nearby cafe that seemed upscale in its decor and ordered two of their most expensive coffees.
âI know youâve broken up with Jonathan. You must not have much money. Itâs my treat today. Calvin gave me a black card and told me to spend as I please,â Fiona boasted.
Rosalie couldnât help but be confused by Fionaâs behavior. It was clear Fiona didnât like coffee, but here she was, pretending to enjoy her cup of cappuccino.
She remembered that Fiona had never liked coffee and had even once said that drinking coffee was like drinking poison.
Now, she ordered coffee and pretended to enjoy it.
âYou can order something else,â Rosalie suggested.
âOh, this coffee is quite good. Iâve developed a taste for coffee lately,â Fiona said against her will. She didnât like coffee, but she had noticed that many people in the upper-class coterie enjoyed it, so she wanted to drink it to appear more refined.
It made her feel like she was on another level..
Rosalie decided not to argue any further.
After a few sips of coffee, Fiona looked at Rosalie and said, âRosalie, weâre family. I do sympathize with you for breaking up with Jonathan. Let me know if you need any help. I will do my best to help you.â