Obsessive CEO’s Sinful Wife

Chapter 11

Grayson, Catherine, and Aria looked at each other at a loss.

Catherine wanted to curse, but Grayson stopped her. “Enough. That man may be an ex-convict too! There are all kinds of people in jail. Who knows what he was in jail for.”

Catherine paused for a moment before saying uneasily, “Are we going to leave this matter alone?”

After a moment of hesitation, Grayson said, “We’ll see. If Heiden does pursue Aria on this, we’ll think of something.” Grayson did not have the guts to go back in and challenge that man again.

Aria stood beside them, deep in thought the whole time. She wondered if the man earlier was really an ex-convict. She had been unable to see his face clearly as his bangs were covering his eyes. Even so, she could tell that he was charming.

For some reason, she found that Jackson’s figure looked inexplicably familiar. It was as if she had seen him somewhere before. Could he be someone from the entertainment industry?

***

Meanwhile, Serenity looked at Jackson, who was in the room with her, and thanked him.

“Thank you.”

If Jack had not come back, her father would have hurt her.

“What are you thanking me for? Helping you is the right thing to do.” Jackson glanced at her ankle and said, “Your ankle hasn’t healed. I’ll help by rubbing it with the safflower oil.”

rubbed some on her ankle, and

seemed a little too quiet, and Serenity bit her lips slightly as she asked nervously, “Aren’t you

to say it, I won’t ask,” he

to say. Those people are my father, stepmother, and half-sister,” Serenity

before asking, “Don’t you have anything else to ask?” She knew Jack must have overheard her father’s curses earlier, calling

at Serenity. “What

strange tranquillity in the dim

prison for three years, and I only

Those who knew her history were judgemental of her and would deliberately keep a distance from

moment, she felt like she

answered lightly and concentrated on

blinked her eyes and wondered if that was it. “You don’t

I’ll call you Sis. We’ll take care of each other, and I don’t really care about

heart seemed to have calmed down because of his words. “Jack, I’m glad

not notice the glint that flashed

***

Sunday. When she met Jack, she could not relate him

an ordinary cotton shirt, pants, and sneakers. Although he was wearing just plain street goods, his attire did

180 centimeters tall and had a well-defined face. His eyes were covered by his

she knew, and he had delicate features, even speaking with a perfect accent. He could also answer Lisa’s occasional questions

Lisa wonder if he was truly

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