Chapter 544
The Ceo’s Convict Wife
âIs it because I canât bear this? The sight of that woman who now has to work such a difficult job?
Sheâs the last person I should feel sorry about! Who does she think she is, making me feel like this for her sake?â Warren thought.
âI only gave you a job for Aidenâs sake. At least before the judgment, I donât want my son to live a hard life,â Warren said this not only to Amelia but also to himself.
âThatâs my son, not yours!â Amelia hissed coldly. âMr. York, donât forget that you once said youâd have me abort the child if I was pregnant. You also said a woman like me is not qualified to give birth to your child at all, didnât you? Now, what rights do you have to steal my child?â
Warrenâs face darkened. He slowly approached Amelia and said, âSince you chose to give birth to this child back then, you shouldâve expected a day like this to come.â
Ameliaâs body flinched sharply. âYouâd rather not let that child stay by my side, even if itâs a child you donât want?â
âWhat kind of life can he live if he stays by your side?â Warren snapped back mercilessly. âWill he accompany you running » your stall and let everyone laugh at him for having a mother who used to serve in prison?â
Ameliaâs face turned extremely pale.
Warren continued, âAfter the lawsuit is finalized and everything is over, Iâll take him back to Sloummont.
Irene will treat him as her own, and heâll have a great future ahead. Compared to that, what can you give him?â
Ameliaâs lips trembled like she wanted to say something. In the end, nothing was said.
She turned around silently and rode her little cart wobbly. Although she was only in her early 30s, she exhibited severe aging signs as if she was being crushed.
She slowly started the cart. It made puffing sounds and rode into the quiet road.
Warren stared as the cart slowly faded from his vision, and he felt a sudden regret. She seemed empty after hearing his words like they had shattered her soul.
There was pain in his heart again. It ached even more than before.
Lillian felt like she was going crazy. From the surveillance footage Callum had helped her obtain, Jonathanâs car never appeared at the Youngblood residence. In other words, Jonathan never brought Rosalie back there.
As for the car Jonathan took back then, it was last seen driven to somewhere west of the city.
Afterward, all the surveillance footage along the way had been destroyed.
That was to say, she had no way of finding where Jonathan had taken Rosalie.
âDo you really have no idea how to find them?â Lillian asked Callum persistently.
Callum smiled bitterly. âStrico is Jonathanâs territory to begin with. I genuinely donât have a way if he doesnât want anyone to find him.â
After all, Strico was not within the White familyâs influence. His options were limited.
Lillian was crestfallen. âThen, what should we do? I canât get through to Rosalieâs cell phone. I also went to her office and asked for her, but they said she had asked for leave. Sheâs also not at her rental home. Tell me, what does Jonathan want from her?â
âDonât worry too much. After all, Jonathan still loves Rosalie. Even if he really does something to Rosalie, he wonât hurt her. Besides, not only are we looking for Rosalieâs whereabouts, Calvin should also be searching.â
âRight! Calvin!â Lillianâs eyes lit up suddenly. âLetâs go find Calvin and see if he has Rosalieâs location!â
Lillian acted right after she spoke. She dragged Callum and headed straight to Gunner Groupâs building.
However, the staff stopped them when they got there. Even when Lillian explained their intentions of coming and also showed Callumâs identity, it was useless. The other party only said that Calvin was not in the building. As for where he was, the staff refused to tell her.
Lillian looked anxious, so Callum comforted her, âDonât worry. Iâll call him and ask about it.â
âYou have Calvinâs contact information?â Lillian was stunned.
âNo, but itâs not difficult to get it.â As Callum spoke, he directly contacted someone else by phone. Sure enough, it did not take long for him to get Calvinâs contact information.
Lillian was greatly impressed.
âAs expected of the head of the White family! Itâs so difficult for others to get Calvinâs personal contact information, but he could do so quickly,â she thought.
Callum quickly called Calvinâs phone. When the call connected, Lillian hurriedly spoke, âA-Are you Mr.
Gunner? Im Rosalieâs good friend, Lillian. Can I ask if you know where Jonathan has taken her?â
After hearing Lillianâs name, Calvinâs expression changed slightly, thinking, âIt must be the woman I met at a charity party who was close to Rosalie. She was also the one who had been running around to help Rosalie out when she was in prison.â
Calvin did not hang up the phone and chose to answer her. âI havenât found out yet, but I will continue looking.â
âI see. I also havenât found anything. If you have any news, please let me know,â Lillian said.
âOkay,â Calvin answered and ended the call.
On the other side, a row of electronic screens were in front of Calvin. The scenes in those screens were surveillance footage of the road at night.
However, all the footage containing where Jonathan was driving that night had been erased.
âIs there no way to restore the footage?â Calvin asked coldly.
âThis is done by a professional. Iâm afraid itâs difficult,â his subordinate responded.
âWhat about records of leaving the city? Nothing, as well?â
âI donât think they left the city. Weâve checked the surveillance footage of the cities near the entrance.
Everything is normal.â
Calvinâs frown deepened. âContinue checking the surveillance footage of the roads that have been erased. See if there are any properties of the Youngblood family.â
âIf Jonathan wanted to take Rosalie to a hotel, their traces would be easily found. So Jonathan didnât have to do this,â Calvin pondered.
âYes, sir,â the subordinate answered.
Just then, Calvinâs phone rang. He checked the caller ID on the screen and found it was from his mother.
He pressed the answer button and spoke to the other end of the phone, âWhatâs up, Mom?â
âIf youâre free tomorrow, come back at night. Letâs have dinner together,â Samantha said.
âOkay, I got it,â Calvin replied, turning his gaze to the gray screens again.
âNo matter where Jonathan took her, I must find Rosalie!â He thought resolutely.