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.

had passed, and everything had

took the delivery and pressed

on the delivery receipt while she was standing in front of the glass doors. A young woman walked

the delivery and

are you doing here?” She looked at the delivery in her colleague’s hands and

“Yes,” Rosalie answered.

delivery, asked the receptionist, ‘Do you guys know

she’s famous for…” The receptionist stopped talking

she saw the receptionist still

see too many former colleagues today,

Youngblood residence after a day’s

her room, but thinking of what Jonathan had said before, she

a good night

a moment, the door of the room opened. Jonathan stood

turned around as she wanted to go

next moment, Jonathan grabbed her hand. Then, she fell into his broad

of his arms, but he applied

he said in a low voice, “Your

breath on her ears. She

of me,” she

was the first day of

delivered it.” She felt her heartbeat accelerating and

a good meal today?” His voice

the female owner. The shop provides two meals there.” Her face was hot, as if it were going to burn. This strange feeling made her panic. At this

what she wished.

you nervous?” he suddenly

“N-No.” She denied it.