The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 120

But now, what she thought was a well-kept secret was bluntly debunked by him.

“Do you know why I didn’t say it earlier? Because it’s not a big deal to me. You acted so hard in front of me, so I should at least let you earn some sort of fee, right?” he said indifferently.

She was stunned, and her face turned from white to red. She felt like someone had slapped her on the face several times. which was painful and awkward.

“But I don’t appreciate people who overact for someone they resent. Don’t you think you take yourself too seriously?” Calvin’s face darkened. He took off the watch worth 400 thousand dollars from Loretta’s wrist and fiddled with it. I can lift you up, but that doesn’t mean you can do anything at will. Otherwise, I will make you fall as much as how high I can lift

you up”

As his words fell, his fingers loosened, and the branded watch fell heavily to the ground. Fine cracks appeared on its surface. Loretta gasped, and her entire body stiffened. Clearly, she was frightened by his actions.

“Also, you don’t have to attend the banquet tonight, Calvin dropped that sentence and walked out of the lounge without giving Loretta a chance to explain herself.

Loretta looked at the watch on the ground in panic. That watch was worth over 400 thousand dollars, and it was the first time in her life to wear such an expensive watch

However, he ruined it just like that. “Was he telling me that he could treat me like this at any time?” she mused.

Even if the outsiders exalted her to the skies, to him, she was just a speck of dirt to forsake.

Clenching her hands, hanging by her side, into fists, Loretta put the blame on Rosalie.

Tonight’s banquet was a gathering for top socialites and celebrities in Strico, which she had anticipated for a long time. She even specifically ordered a gown from abroad just to amaze everyone tonight and boost her popularity. Incidentally, she wanted to take this opportunity to meet more socialites and celebrities and establish a relationship with them.

But because of Rosalie, she could not make it to the banquet tonight.

“Sooner or later, I’ll make Rosalie pay the price!” Loretta uttered inwardly.

The banquet of top socialites and celebrities in Strico attracted a mob of reporters. However, not all reporters were allowed To enter such a banquet.

Therefore, any reporters stood at the entrance of the banquet hall, hoping to capture some valuable footage.

The luxury cars were constantly parked at the entrance of the banquet hall, and the people who got out of the car were all celebrities in Strico.

Suddenly, a black Bentley stopped at the entrance of the banquet hall. Some experienced reporters inmediately recognized who was coming upon seeing the license plate and put down their photo and video cameras.

After all, this gentleman had never been willing to be photographed by reporters.

In the past, some ignorant reporter took a frontal photo of the gentleman and put it on the internet. Needless to say, the photo was deleted, and that reporter not only lost their job but also had to leave Strico.

There was a popular saying in the reporter community, “Never try to photograph Jonathan Youngblood.” Even if it was an accidental shot, they were not allowed to be published or posted online. At best, they could only take pictures from his back, and they would not be held accountable by him.

The Bentley’s door was opened, and a tall figure emerged from the car.

The crowd could only feel their eyes lit up.

Although there were some top celebrities attending the banquet tonight, Jonathan was no inferior to those popular A-list male celebrities. In fact, he was even more imposing than them. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

He possessed a beautiful face. When he looked at people with smiles in what the reporters would describe as amorous and charming eyes and a faint smile on his lips, it was truly indescribably captivating as if it would attract both men and women. However, once those eyes turned cold, they would give off an ineffable sense of oppression.

At this moment, Jonathan, with his eyes half closed, was surrounded by his bodyguards and the security of the venue. His muscular and slender body was dressed in a well-tailored black suit, making him look proportional and elegant from head

toe.

Jonathan had always had a good fashion sense, which had been a consensus among the reporters.

But today, there was a bit of an exception.

Everything else about his outfit was fine, but the light purple scarf around Jonathan’s neck and the gloves of the same color

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on his hands seemed a little strange.

Some reporters began to whisper. The scarf and gloves seem a little different from Jonathan’s usual style.”

“It looks a little rough, and it seems… a little worn out. Is this the new retro style of some luxury brand?” “This kind of light purple is pretty challenging to pull off for most men, but it looks fitting on Jonathan” Although Jonathan had always disliked being photographed, some reporters could not help but take his pictures secretly. But strangely, when the bodyguards accompanying Jonathan were about to come over upon seeing their action, Jonathan seemed to move his lips and say something, causing the bodyguards to halt their steps.

Finally, seeing Jonathan enter the venue, the reporter who had secretly taken his photos heaved a sigh of relief.

He had thought the bodyguards would come to him and ask him to delete the contents on his phone.

When Jonathan entered the venue, he naturally became the center of attention, especially among the socialites. They were leaving no stone unturned in their effort to get close to him.

Alan walked up to Jonathan and assessed his friend’s outfit, saying. “You look eye-catching in this outfit, but the scarf and gloves are so unlike you.”

Jonathan raised his eyebrows. “What do you think my style should be then?”

“It’s definitely not you wearing this kind of soft-colored knitted scarf and gloves?” thought Alan.

“By the way. do you want me to introduce you to some socialites from Strico?” Alan suddenly asked.

“No need,” Jonathan refused coldly.

Alan hemmed and hawed, “Just let me introduce them. Otherwise, those women would have bugged me. He was referring to the daughters of the Yates family’s friends.

Given lus being a close friend of Jonathan, Alan should have been the first consideration for those socialites. However, they did not take an interest in him and were desperately using him to get acquainted with Jonathan.

Alan was feeling quite helpless about this. He was not bad-looking either and was witty. He could only tell himself that those women must be blind for not falling for him.