Chapter 113
“Y-You’re here,” Rosalie said dryly, shifting slightly to let Jonathan in.
“Did you wait for a long time, Rosie?” Jonathan smiled and walked to the table. He noticed the
scattered copies of case files on the table that Rosalie hadn’t had a chance to organize yet.
His dark eyes narrowed slightly as he picked up a few pages and nced at them. “What’s the
matter? Are you looking at the case again?”
Rosalie’s body stiffened slightly. She had mentioned this case to Jonathan before, but she didn’t
know his true identity at that time. Now that she knew it, discussing this case brought about an
inexplicable sense of embarrassment and unease.
After all, even though she might believe she was innocent, the car ident had undeniably
urred, and the person who died in that ident was his fiancée!
Seeing that she didn’t answer him, he looked up at her and asked. “What’s wrong. Rosie?”
“Just looking over it casually, she answered and gulped.
“By the way, you’ve always imed that you were wrongfully used. Looking at these documents,
are you trying to clear your name?” He was chatting casually, but a deep gaze flickered through his
eyes.
Rosalie bit her lips. Of course, she wanted to clear her name. However, the witnesses from back
then were impossible to find now, and the physical evidence seemed irrefutable.
During her three years in prison, Lillian had spent a lot of money, time, and effort trying to clear her
name, but to no avail. Now, out of prison, she barely had any money. She even needed to ask her
friend to borrow a few thousand dors for medical expenses that she couldn’t afford.
Having been awyer, she knew well how expensive it could be to clear her name. Reopening the
case, hiringwyers, and conducting new investigations required substantial funds.
Without concrete andpelling new evidence, the police wouldn’t allocate resources to
reinvestigate. Everything would have to be done on her own, but she simply didn’t have the financial
means to do so.
Suddenly, she stared straight at him. “What about you? Don’t you want to find out the truth? Why
did your fiancée drive toward me? Was there anything hidden? Don’t you want to know why the
woman you loved would do such a thing?”
He suddenly chuckled. “The woman I loved, huh?” The slight rise in his tone made it sound like he
had heard a joke.
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fiancée. Wasn’t she the woman you loved?” His reaction puzzled her.
“Mnie was your
He set down the papers in his hand and walked leisurely over to her, looking down at her. “Rosie,
you’re half wrong in that statement. Mnie was indeed my fiancée, but she was not the woman I
love.”
She was taken aback, and his voice continued in her ears. “Haven’t you ever heard of the marriage
of convenience?”
Her eyes widened suddenly. Of course, she was well aware of marriage of convenience. However,
she never thought someone like Jonathan would need such a thing.
After all, with the power of the Youngblood family, Jonathan practically ruled Strico. Even if he did
ally with the Hamilton family, at most, it would be a beneficial addition rather than a necessity.
Besides, it wasn’t just her who thought so. Many others probably did as well.
Discussions about Jonathan online often highlighted his deep affection for Mnie, leading people
to believe he must have loved her.
That was why he got engaged to Mnie at the young age of 24, remained single, and did not have
any dating rumors even after her death.
“But… you were considering a marriage of convenience? You were merely 24 years old back then,”
she asked hesitantly. “Why not?” he countered. “Since I have to marry a woman in my lifetime, what
difference does it make, whether sooner orter? Mnie was quiet and obedient enough. The
marriage of convenience to the Hamilton family could benefit the Youngblood family’s shipping
business. Why not take advantage of it?”
His words were entirely business-like, and Rosalie couldn’t help but feel a subtle sense of shock.
This man seemed to be devoid of any romantic sentiment, treating marriage much like a business
transaction.
What was truly important to a person like him?
“But now, I do think it wouldn’t be bad to marry a woman I find interesting.” With that, he stared at
her with a burning gaze. and a hint of a smile yed at the corner of his lips.
hidden as if he was alluding to something
meanin
Rosalie looked away ufortably. His words seemed to carry som She told herself not to
overthink it. They were from twopletely different worlds, never meant to be on the same path.
After all, once she handed him the gloves, there probably wouldn’t be any more intersections
between them.
“Well, I’ll give you your gloves now,” she said hurriedly, attempting to bypass him and retrieve the
gloves.
“No need to hurry.” He grabbed her arm and slowly bent down, meeting her gaze at eye level. “You
haven’t answered my previous question. Do you want to clear your name?”
Of course, she wanted to. How could she not? Not clearing her name would mean carrying the
burden of that usation for the rest of her life, unable to hold her head up high.
“What difference does it make if I want to?” she countered.
“If you truly want to clear your name, I could help you,” he offered.
She was taken aback. “Do you believe that I wasn’t drunk driving back then?”
“Whether you were drunk driving or not doesn’t matter to me,” he murmured. “It’s just about clearing
your charge of drunk driving. If you’re willing to pursue this, I can find the bestwyer, search for
loopholes in the case, and possibly get your conviction overturned.”
The glimmer of hope in her eyes was reced by a tinge of mncholy. She understood his point,
following the principle of innocent until proven guilty. If they could find any doubt or inconsistencies
in the case, she might have a chance for
vindication.
However, this didn’t necessarily mean that she would be provenpletely innocent.
The process of exonerating a suspect would often lead to controversies about their innocence.
“What’s wrong? Don’t you like the idea?” He naturally noticed the change in her expression.
“I want to uncover the truth of what actually happened in that ident. Why did all the witnesses
back then testify that I was drunk driving? What’s the story behind the physical evidence? And why
did the blood test conducted by the police show that I was indeed above the legal limit for alcohol.”
These series of questions had been her lingering doubts over the years.
Without rifying these matters, the usation would always fall on her. Even if she were acquitted
due tock of evidence, in the eyes of others, she would still be a criminal.
Jonathan’s expression gradually darkened, and there seemed to be a touch of coldness in his deep
ck eyes. “Once we clear your name, is the so-called truth behind certain matters really that
important?”