The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 172

Besides, Amelia was the female owner overseeing the cashier, dishes, and tables. It seemed that she had to do everything. She had no spare time to relax when the business was booming.

Maybe she had limited ability, but she gave it everything she could.

At about three o’clock, the store received another order. Someone had ordered a bagel and bubble tea.

However, when Rosalie saw the venue of the delivery, she became slightly distracted.

“What’s the matter? Is there a problem?” When Amelia prepared the food for Rosalie, she found the latter staring at the receipt for the delivery in a daze.

“It’s nothing,” Rosalie replied and took the bagel and bubble tea.

The delivery address was at the law firm she had worked for. If she took the delivery, she would naturally meet her former colleagues.

She used to be so glorious at the office, but she would be so embarrassed when she made the delivery later.

Rosalie felt slightly bitter, but now that she had chosen this industry, it was unavoidable for such situations to occur.

Furthermore, life was a lengthy journey, and inevitably, one would cross paths with familiar faces from the past. Just because she had experienced incarceration and faced hardships didn’t grant her the privilege to avoid encounters with certain individuals.

She thought, ‘In fact, it would be good if I get used to it!” Then, she placed the delivery on her electric scouter and left.

Rosalie’s familiarity with the roads increased as she got closer to the company. She stopped her electric scooter when she arrived at the business entrance and turned to face the modern structure.

When she first came to this building, she was so full of vim and vigor. She even thought she would set up her firm one day when she was experienced and independent enough in the future.

passed,

pressed the button to the

woman walked out of the firm. She appeared to be a recent college graduate who had just joined the company as a new

the delivery

recognized Rosalie and suddenly uttered, ‘Well, aren’t you Rosalie? What are you doing here?” She looked at the delivery in her colleague’s hands and continued with some surprise, “Are you delivering

“Yes,” Rosalie answered.

colleague, who ordered the delivery, asked the receptionist, ‘Do you guys know each

right. She used to work here, and she’s famous for…” The receptionist stopped

she saw the receptionist still chatting with her colleague. They must be chatting

glad that she didn’t see too many former colleagues

Youngblood residence after a

straight back to her room, but thinking of what Jonathan had said before, she knocked on the

him a good night before she slept, she would

room opened. Jonathan stood by the

she turned around

next moment, Jonathan grabbed her hand. Then, she fell

arms, but he applied strength and hugged

said in a low voice, “Your greeting

her ears. She felt as though she was enveloped

me,”

tell me how was the first day of your new job?” he

delivered it.” She felt her heartbeat accelerating and her

had a good meal today?” His voice rang near her ear

The shop provides two meals there.” Her face was hot, as if it were going to burn. This strange

wasn’t going to do what she wished. He even turned her head

nervous?” he suddenly

“N-No.” She denied it.