The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 841

The security guard was stunned upon hearing that. Then, he noticed the broken shards of the flowerpot and the dirt on the ground.

Thus, he hurriedly relinquished his grip. Rosalie had her bodyguard examine Zachary’s wrist.

After a careful examination, the bodyguards reported to Rosalie, “This man’s wrist is broken, Mrs. Youngblood.”

“Take him to the hospital,” Rosalie ordered.

“Right away,” he replied.

Rosalie’s phone rang at that moment. She answered it, and her

expression suddenly changed upon hearing what the caller said. “I see. All right, thank you.”

After hanging up, Rosalie did not enter the building but headed for the courthouse instead.

Her bodyguard, on the other hand, sent Zachary to the hospital. After Rosalie emerged from court, she received a call from her bodyguard, telling her that Zachary had seen a doctor and was reportedly suffering only a mild injury, which would take about a month to recover.

“Very well. Give him the compensation he deserves. If he has any other requirements, tell me ahead of time,” Rosalie instructed..

Then, Rosalie called Connor. “I’m sorry, Mr. Smuckler, but there might be some trouble to come.”

“I know. That fellow, Yoel, filed a lawsuit, didn’t he? No big deal. Let the public prosecutor’s office investigate it. Our conscience for this case is clear. The gossip, meanwhile, doesn’t matter because I’m an old man. My wife, too, knows you well enough, and she won’t overthink it. You and your husband, though…”

“He won’t misunderstand anything,” Rosalie said hurriedly. “Jon trusts me.”

pleased. “That’s good.”

come home for dinner that night. “Mr. Youngblood will be coming home late today,” Gary announced. “Please have your dinner first, Guillermo, Ms. Youngblood, and

used to him skipping

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Jonathan’s portion warm before beginning to eat with

Jonathan was glaring condescendingly at the

she had not admitted to it, he would not have thought that she was the one who dropped the

of the building. Honest, meek, and diligent in her daily tasks, he could scarcely

drop the flowerpot, do you?” Jonathan asked coldly.

the moment. She was unaware that the man standing before her was Jonathan, the worst possible

I-I don’t know. I just received a printed note, instructing me to drop the flowerpot on the woman at the appointed

the job. She thought that there were no surveillance cameras that high up in the building. As long as the flowerpot met its mark, she would be 40,000

consider what would happen to the person it hit. Unexpectedly, somebody had brought her here before the stack of bills had even grown warm in her hands. At that moment, her hands that had

don’t want her hands to do anything like that ever again. After you’re done, hand her over to the police,” he ordered

his men answered.

“Are they going to break my hands?” she wondered. At that moment, she would rather be handed

the police…” No matter how she pleaded, however, Jonathan’s expression remained

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grateful that Rosalie didn’t get hurt today,” he thought grimly. “Otherwise, a thousand deaths wouldn’t be enough for her, much less losing her

Carlos handed Jonathan a file. “This is what Zachary has been up to for the past few years. Now a courier, he had coincidentally come to your wife’s rescue today and had his wrist broken because of it. Mrs. Youngblood had somebody send

hand, and the atmosphere

a coincidence.” Carlos’ forehead was covered in