The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 402

“Why?” Lillian couldn’t understand, and in fact, Callum didn’t need to get involved in this mess at all.

Moreover, from a business perspective, the White family’s ventures were now expanding to the part of Strico. It should have been the right time for them to build a good relationship with Jonathan. If Callum offended Jonathan now, the White family’s future development in Strico might encounter many obstacles.

“If I tell you that I don’t care who I offend for your sake, would you believe me?” Callum gazed at Lillian and asked.

In an instant, Lillian felt herself in a daze, as if something was surging in her chest.

“How much of what he’s saying is the truth, and how much is a lie?” she contemplated.

Yet, at this very moment, an overwhelming urge to believe his words seemed to consume her.

Listening to the butler’s report, Carlos learned that Lillian and Callum had already departed from the mansion, and his complexion finally showed a slight improvement.

“Today has been quite chaotic. It appears that everyone wanted to be part of the commotion!” he mused.

However, what concerned Carlos the most at that moment was Jonathan. Since his return from outside, Jonathan had been in the kitchen for a full three hours!

Jonathan stood there, motionless in front of a cake that was nearly complete, staring at it the entire time, leaving people to wonder what was going through his mind.

Carlos couldn’t make sense of it either. He pondered, “Why would Mr. Youngblood, who clearly loves Rosalie so much, suddenly end their relationship today? Could it be due to…. the incident with that psychologist earlier that led to an argument between them? Or… Is there some other reason?”

However, deep down, he understood that no matter the cause, it was not something he, as a subordinate, should inquire about.

Suddenly, Carlos saw Jonathan, who had remained still in the kitchen, raise his hand, refill the pastry bag with buttercream frosting, and then… begin decorating the partially finished cake with delicate buttercream flowers.

is… Mr. Youngblood trying to do?” Carlos wondered,

decoration

he lit the candles!

if he was

Rosalie? But the problem is, didn’t they break

the candles and carefully removing them one by one from

small spoon and began savoring

Carlos couldn’t hold back and spoke up. “This cake has been sitting out at room temperature for quite a while. Eating

bit,” Jonathan muttered softly, then continued to eat the cake, bite

some sort of ritual.

his throat, and he found himself unable to utter another word.

finished the entire cake. “Carlos, do you ever think there could be someone who

anticipating Jonathan to raise such a question out of the blue.

your belief. It’s

pretend I never loved her. From now on, I don’t have to worry or fear so much. I don’t need to concern myself with whether she goes to Calvin’s side, and I definitely don’t need to speculate about how much room Calvin holds in her heart. I won’t replicate my father’s mistakes, and I won’t let myself become as

the kitchen and ascended the stairs to the second floor by himself.

retreating figure with mixed

someone in this world who could have control over

moment,

on her bedside. It was the birthday present Lillian and Callum had given her the previous

last night, she

unwrapped the package. Inside, she found a delicate little doll that somewhat resembled her, dressed in a lawyer’s

from Lillian that read: [Wishing my dearest Rosalie a lifetime of happiness and joy as you chase your dreams! PS: Give the doll’s left palm a little press for a

I ever

found a small button on the