The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 870

Jonathan said calmly, “Okay.” Then, his gaze shifted to the ten men.

The ten men had already learned about Rosalie’s identity from Ethan. At this moment, hearing Rosalie call Jonathan “Jon,” they could guess his identity immediately.

“It’s Mr. Youngblood! He rarely appears in the media in Strico. Besides, it’s difficult to find photos of him online,” they exclaimed inwardly.

However, at this moment, they didn’t expect to meet him in person in such a place.

“So this is where you’re drinking with them?” Jonathan asked with a hint of jealousy in his voice. Although the ten men dressed and looked different, their appearances were rather fine, the kinds that women liked.

Rosalie’s body trembled as she could sense his jealousy. She quickly said, “I–I’m just accompanying Lillian to clear her head, and I didn’t drink much either.” She drank a few shots at most, unlike Lillian, who drank a lot.

“Really?” Jonathan’s gaze swept across the ten men’s faces. “What do you think about their looks?”

Immediately, the ten men felt a chill running down their spines. Usually, when the customers said they looked good, it was a compliment, and they were happy to accept it.

However, at this moment, they only wanted Rosalie to find them ugly, and the

, the better. They would have to worry about keeping their faces if she complimented their good looks.

more,

“No, no. We’re average–looking.”

“Yes. He’s right. We look way too ordinary and are definitely not good–looking!” “W–We were just drinking with Mrs. Youngblood’s friend, not with her!”

were stammering and extremely cautious, which baffled

if she didn’t give

They’re not as good–looking as you. How could I catch feelings?” Of course, it was the truth. After

Jonathan was quite satisfied with the answer.

you can’t go to such

face and

had been to mir

due to gatherings with

I’ll take Lillian home

to pull Lillian up, who was sitting on the couch. The latter shouted drunkenly. “I’m not leaving. I haven’t drunk enough. Rosalie, although

enough. Lillian, we’re going home. If you want to drink, I’ll accompany you next time,” Rosalie said and saw Jonathan’s face darkened

Rosalie chuckled awkwardly.

lips, feeling helpless. He knew

could even give up on

he was jealous of Lillian, he

don’t have to send me home. I don’t want to be a

so drunk now. How can you go home by yourself?” Rosalie

ask my friend to pick me up. Jerick,” Lillian stuttered while taking out her phone and began to

call was connected. Rosalie was about to explain the situation to Jerick, but was stunned by the voice coming from the other end of the

is that you?”

that Callum’s voice?” Rosalie wondered.

was dumbfounded and exclaimed inwardly, “Lillian called Callum?”

for Callum. I’m looking for Jerick. Jerick. Please pass the phone to him, Lillian

as if the word was squeezed out through gritted teeth. “Lillian, are you