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!”

stammering and extremely cautious, which baffled

waiting for Rosalie’s answer seriously. He seemed like if she didn’t give him a satisfactory answer, he would stay there with her until she

not as good–looking as you. How could I catch feelings?” Of course, it was the truth. After all, only a

the answer. “From now on, even

to such a

looked at Jonathan’s face and wanted to

had been to mir

gatherings with her

Lillian home first,” Jonathan said.

The latter shouted drunkenly. “I’m not leaving. I haven’t drunk enough. Rosalie, although these men are not as good–looking as your

accompany you next time,” Rosalie said and saw

Rosalie chuckled awkwardly.

thin lips, feeling helpless. He knew how important Lillian was

even give up on her life for

he was jealous of Lillian,

can go back by myself. Y–You don’t have to send me home. I don’t want

drunk now. How can you

Jerick,” Lillian stuttered while taking out her phone and began to dial the

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

is

that Callum’s voice?” Rosalie wondered.

dumbfounded and exclaimed

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

if the word was squeezed out through gritted