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.

had endured three years of imprisonment, the revocation of her lawyer’s

upon release, she could only

had been irrevocably altered. The

is a price? My sister lost her

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

Rosalie, who donned the bright

vacant expression. The hands that gripped the broom had roughened, a testament to the

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

same hands now gripped a rough, soiled broom instead of an exquisite fountain

your hand hasn’t been completely disabled. I was too lenient with you last time. Yvette snorted

an objectifying

body, her

nothing to each other anymore. Don’t let your sister embarrass

Chapter 25

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 her had

discovering that Jonathan was the one who took down the advertisements. They were not sure whether Jonathan was still

Jonathan’s apparent compliance with the planned engagement between

those sentiments to my sister instead. There’s no need to direct them at me. I still have my work to complete, so

down. You killed Jonathan’s fiancée, and he’s targeted the Xanthos family for it. Yet here you stand, sweeping the streets without a care,” Meredith lashed out with

stunned. She didn’t expect Jonathan to be

on Jonathan, the last time Rosalie had managed to escape from William had also been attributed to Jonathan’s

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