The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 585

Jonathan looked at her expressionlessly and then said, “Pluck his nails.”

“No!” Rosalie rushed up to Jonathan.

She knew that the most important thing she should do at that moment was to leave there and stay out of that matter, but perhaps that scene reminded her of the moment when she had her nails pulled out in the past and the pain that ensued.

At that time, no one helped her!

As a result, she could only be subjected to the agony.

He lifted his charming eyes and rested his cold gaze on Rosalie.

When her eyes met his gaze, she shivered again. His gaze was too cold and icy.

It was like a bottomless cold pond. The longer she looked into his eyes, the colder she felt.

“No?” Jonathan slowly stood up and looked at her coldly. “What right do you have to say no to me?”

Her body trembled. The person in front of her was not Jonathan she had known before, let alone Jon!

Now, he was Mr. Youngblood from Strico, and she was nothing but an insignificant ant in his eyes!

“In your opinion, is pulling out someone’s nails something effortless for you, and you can do so as you please?” Rosalie took a deep breath.

Her face was pale under the light, and her body was still trembling slightly. Nevertheless, she continued to stare into the eyes of the man before her.

Jonathan narrowed his eyes, giving off an intimidating vibe.

and said, “By the way, when I brought Rosalie here, I asked her about their relationship with Calvin. She said that they had nothing to do with each other. The video

you bring her here today to tell me about this?”

Jonathan was asking Alan, he kept staring at Rosalie.

only

to bring her to me again. Don’t even mention her name in front

he is extremely disgusted with Rosalie. Is there really no hope for Rosalie now? But

I really appreciate your standing up for me, but there is no need to affect your friendship between you and

like me!”

the index finger of her right hand was wrapped in gauze.

think you are an insignificant person, you are not an insignificant person.” As he spoke, he held

just an ordinary inquiry, it made the waitress

prize in the lottery! This

was so excited that she stammered shyly,

pull out your nails

come to my rescue in time, my nails would have been pulled out, Mr. Youngblood. But I think he must have recognized his error now. Mr. Youngblood, why don’t you spare him?” the woman said in a pitiable

woman could easily arouse men’s fondness

shocked, and

the man kneeling on the ground was a perpetrator, and the woman in waitress clothing with her

“Is Jonathan seeking

with the waitress in a trance. From her point of view, what she saw now was

chiseled jawline, and a straight nose, His thin lips were moving,

he had told her before flashed through her mind. “I’ll seek justice for

over the case and sought justice for her.