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.

years of imprisonment, the revocation of

the confines of a cell, and upon release, she could only

had been irrevocably altered. The price she had

think serving three years in jail is a price? My sister lost her life,

what is it you want now?” Rosalie responded calmly. She had already faced the worst that life had

fixed on Rosalie, who donned the bright orange workwear of

her eyes bore a vacant expression. The hands that gripped the

she had first laid eyes on Rosalie. At that time, she had been amazed by the smooth fairness of Rosalie’s hands. Even her

gripped a rough, soiled broom instead of

hand hasn’t been completely disabled. I

an objectifying

rigidity coursed through Rosalie’s body,

anymore. Don’t let your sister embarrass herself again, scheming to

Chapter 25

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 her had been taken down due

the one who took down the advertisements. They were not sure

Jonathan’s apparent compliance with the planned engagement between their families as a

might want to convey those sentiments to my sister instead. There’s no need to direct them at me. I still have my work to complete, so kindly step aside,”

for Yvette would’ve never been taken down. You killed Jonathan’s fiancée, and he’s targeted the Xanthos family for it. Yet here you stand, sweeping the streets without a

didn’t expect Jonathan to

managed to escape from William had also been attributed to

Youngblood Group, an entity that no one dared challenge. His proclamations held the weight of