The Ceo’s Convict Wife by Jennifer Mike novel Chapter 39

Chapter 39 

“Queenie, I don’t want anyone here to be hostile to colleagues. Rosalie has been in prison, but it doesn’t mean that we should judge her and not let her have another way to live. Since you don’t think you can work together with Rosalie, I think you should stop doing this job now.” Queenie had a status. She wondered if she was being fired. Queenie could not believe it at all, but that was the truth. 

“Queenie, say something.” The voice beside her was urging. 

Queenie looked around, and when she saw Rosalie, a burst of resentment suddenly rushed up. She stepped forward and said to Rosalie, “You! It’s you! If it weren’t for you, how could I be fired by Mr. Johnson? It’s you who should leave!” 

Everyone was surprised that the one who got fired was Queenie. 

“Queenie, are you kidding me?” 

“How could this be possible?” 

Queenie stared at Rosalie with resentment and reached out her hands, wanting to fight Rosalie. 

Rosalie dodged, but Queenie seemed to be crazy. At this moment, a man came forward and stopped Queenie. “Are you done? Mr. Johnson wants to fire you, and Rosalie has nothing to do with it. Can she still control Mr. Johnson’s decision?” 

Rosalie looked up and was surprised to see it was Lucas. 

Seeing this, some other people on the transport crew also came forward to pull Queenie. 

The farce had come to an end. 

“Thank you,” Rosalie said to Lucas. 

“It’s nothing. If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t have been targeted like this by Queenie.” Lucas was a little embarrassed when he said it. 

Just as Rosalie was about to turn around and leave, Lucas suddenly asked, “Is your younger brother really your biological younger brother?” 

Rosalie looked at him in surprise. 

Lucas said hesitantly, “I just feel… You guys don’t look like real sisters and brothers.” When he saw Rosalie standing with Jonathan, he always–felt–as—___ if they were couples. 

“It’s true that we are not biological sisters and brothers, but for me, he is my family,” Rosalie said. 

Lucas wondered, “Family?” Nevertheless, he did not believe it. Even if Rosalie regarded Jonathan as her family, Lucas wondered if Jonathan really treated Rosalie as his family. 

The possessiveness in Jonathan’s eyes was not like the way he looked at his family. 

“Zachary, are you listening to me?” Yvette raised her voice and said. Zachary spaced out the whole day. She even mentioned some words several times, but he did not hear her. 

“Ah!” Zachary suddenly came to his senses and asked, “What did you say?” “What happened to you today?” Yvette said angrily, “If you’re going to be like this when you accompany me to fit the gown tomorrow, I’d better find someone else to accompany me!” 

“Yvette, I suddenly remember that I have something to do.” While saying this, Zachary suddenly stood up and rushed out of the private room. 

It was too late for Yvette to ask anything more. In the huge private room, there was only Yvette and the dishes on the big table in front of her. 

Yvette’s face suddenly turned gloomy. She wondered what was so urgent that Zachary left her alone like this. He was usually so attentive to her, but now, he was so different from before. 

While driving, Zachary called his secretary. “Go to the Environment and Sanitation Administration to check Rosalie’s current address.” 

Not long after, the secretary sent the address to Zachary’s phone. 

Zachary drove toward Rosalie’s current residence. 

Although Rosalie said it was her “younger brother” this morning, Zachary always felt that he had to confirm it again before he could rest assured. 

Zachary drove to the entrance of a residential area where there were farmers‘ rental homes. Then, he got out of the car and entered the residential area, looking for Rosalie’s house according to the specific number of units. After some effort, Zachary finally stopped in front of a narrow door. 

It was a typical farmer’s rental home. 

He wondered if Rosalie was living there. 

Zachary was about to knock when he heard footsteps. 

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Subconsciously, he hid in the shadow beside him and looked in the direction of where the footsteps were coming from. 

It was a tall figure who came over this way. 

As the figure got closer, Zachary’s eyes widened. The speculation that occasionally came into his mind that he once felt impossible finally became possible. 

He thought, “It is… Jonathan. It is really Jonathan!” 

If they just looked like each other, they couldn’t be so similar. 

At this moment, what Jonathan was wearing now was the same clothes Zachary saw yesterday. He wondered why Jonathan was here. 

Zachary only felt a chill that kept rushing up from the sole of his feet, causing his body to gradually get colder. 

Finally, Jonathan stood in front of the narrow door where Zachary had just stood and raised his hand to knock on it. 

After a while, someone opened the door while saying, “You’re back.” Zachary saw a pretty face. 

Zachary felt something in his throat, unable to swallow or spit out, which made him uncomfortable.