The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 25

Rosalie had not anticipated encountering Yvette again so soon.

Yvette’s appearance hadn’t changed since the first time Rosalie had laid eyes on her. She remained stunning, her makeup meticulous, and her attire high fashion. A celebrity within the entertainment circle, she was veritably a socialite of the city.

Even in those times when she ordered the extraction of Rosalie’s fingernails during her imprisonment, Yvette maintained her delicate and elegant appearance. She sported designer clothes that seemed out of place within the grim confines of the prison.

She looked so bright and dazzling.

However, it was this socialite, this embodiment of nobility in the eyes of others, who commanded the removal of Rosalie’s own nails and carried out such cruel torments with a venomous voice.

She became an enduring nightmare haunting Rosalie.

Beside Yvette stood Meredith, who spotted Rosalie and promptly sneered, ‘Well, well, well, look who we have here. Isn’t she the lovely culprit who brought harm to your sister, Yvette? How poetic that she’s toiling as a sanitary worker now.”

Rosalie’s face turned pale, and she remained silent. She lowered her head and continued to clean up the garbage on the floor.

“You truly have no shame. If I were responsible for causing someone’s sister’s demise in a car accident, I’d likely be in tears. fervently seeking forgiveness on my knees upon encountering them. Yet here you are, as composed as can be,” Meredith continued her derisive commentary.

Summoning a deep breath, Rosalie lifted her head slowly. Tve already paid the price,” she declared, her gaze steady as she addressed both of them.

an unfounded accusation, she had endured three years of imprisonment, the revocation of her lawyer’s license,

release, she could only secure a job as a sanitary

her life had been irrevocably altered. The price she had

is a price? My sister lost her

now?” Rosalie responded calmly. She had already faced the worst that life had to offer and lost everything.

gaze remained fixed on Rosalie, who donned the bright orange workwear

sapped the luster from her once-vibrant black hair. Although her facial delicacy remained. her eyes bore a vacant expression. The hands that gripped the broom had roughened, a testament to the toil she had come to know all too

encounter when she had first laid eyes on Rosalie. At that time, she had been amazed by the smooth fairness of Rosalie’s hands. Even her nails had been meticulously cared for, and those hands appeared particularly enchanting when

those same hands now gripped a rough, soiled

I was too lenient with you

conveyed an objectifying disregard for

through Rosalie’s body, her grasp on

other anymore. Don’t

Chapter 25

through Zachary. Otherwise, your hands might not be capable of holding anything next time,” Yvette remarked, her ire ignited by the recollection of how all the projection advertising for Zachary’s proposal to

took down the advertisements. They were not sure whether Jonathan was still mad at them

between their families as a sign of his agreement. However,

this line of reasoning almost ludicrous, “If that’s the case, you might want to convey those sentiments to my sister instead.

fiancée, and he’s targeted the Xanthos

She didn’t expect Jonathan to

had managed to escape from William had also

power in Strico, essentially reigning as its deity. He held dominion over the expansive Youngblood Group, an entity that no one dared