The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 827

Lillian couldn’t help but feel touched. Back in the day when she was seriously injured, Rosalie had done everything to protect her, and right then, it was still the same.

“Okay. I understand,” Lillian said. “Rosalie, it’s good to have friends like you!”

Madeline stared coldly at the video on her phone. The video showed the moment when Callum took Lillian away in front of a crowd of reporters.

It was a short video, only about a minute long, but Madeline watched it repeatedly.

Her face grew colder with each viewing.

Her parents had already called, asking her what had happened. She wanted to contact Callum to get some answers, but she couldn’t reach him at all. Even though she had called several times, nobody answered her call:

When she tried to contact Callum’s subordinates, they only offered her vague responses!

After turning off the video, Madeline pondered for a moment before getting up and heading to Callum’s mansion in Strico.

When she arrived at the mansion’s entrance, the security guards stopped Madeline.

“Do you not know who I am?” Madeline asked irritably.

“Mr. White said that unless he permits it, no outsiders are allowed in the villa,” the security guard replied, clearly categorizing Madeline as an “outsider.”

Madeline cast a sharp glance at the security guard. “Go and tell Callum that if he doesn’t want me to get my hands on his precious treasure, he’d better let me in. Otherwise, the one who will regret it is him.”

The security guards had no choice but to contact the people inside the mansion. After a while, they let Madeline enter.

Madeline’s expression was unsightly. She had never expected that one day, she would be able to enter the mansion because of Lillian!

saw Callum sitting on the couch in the living

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the past five years, she had seen him drink that particular cocktail many times, and she even saw him make

cocktail, but she didn’t know that it was originally Lillian’s favorite drink. Callum had learned to make it because Lillian liked

her, you let me in. If I hadn’t brought her up, were you planning

with her,”

messed with her? Have you ever thought about the position you’ve put me in? You held her hand and left in front of so many reporters. How do you expect me to explain this to them? Don’t forget-we’re getting married soon!” Madeline rarely displayed such

with her. I’ve told you long ago—don’t mess

shivered. “Did he know?” she

what Callum said next made

embarrassment.

accounts and reporters and even hired ghostwriters. It must

skipped a beat. “He indeed knows!” she exclaimed in her heart.

make a choice, right? Now, I’ve made my

everything she had done had been seen through by

had intentionally set up a situation to make

Only then could she truly feel

Callum would choose Lillian

the consequences of your choice? Are you going

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today is thanks to whom?” Madeline

was Lillian’s

the years, he had drunk that cocktail countless times. He wished he could make another one for Lillian to see if his skills had improved compared to

and the White family to turn against each other, didn’t you? Why else would you make me make such a choice?” Callum said. “I know very well who I owe my success to.