Chapter 141


    “It’s just because Rosalie can’t get anything good for herself, she doesn’t want Loretta to get


    anything good either! If she is trying to ruin things between Loretta and Calvin, I’ll rip her apart!”


    Caitlin said angrily.


    “Could there be some misunderstanding?” Gordon calmly asked instead. After all, Rosalie was still


    his daughter. He didn’t really mind which daughter ended up with Calvin.


    The key was that he could be Calvin’s father-inw.


    Caitlin said, “What misunderstanding could there possibly be? She’s just trying to climb the social


    ladder! Why else would she get close to Calvin after meeting Jonathan? Doesn’t she realize that


    being an ex-convict, no one will take her seriously? It’s nothing more than a fling.”


    Caitlin was doing her best to tarnish her stepdaughter’s reputation at the moment, fearing that she


    might steal her own daughter’s chance at a great marriage.


    “But Loretta is different. She’spletely innocent! She’s Calvin’s legitimate girlfriend now. In the


    future, she’ll win the best actress award and marry into the Gunner family. It’s all a matter of


    course!”


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    Caitlin spoke as if Loretta were going to win the best actress award and be Mrs. Gunner


    tomorrow.


    Gordon nodded and said. “All right. I’ll have Rosaliee home and talk to her then. She needs to


    keep her distance from Calvin and not interfere with Loretta’s prospects.”


    Loretta and Caitlin exchanged a knowing nce, both wearing expressions of satisfaction on their


    faces.


    “Thank you, Dad,” Loretta said. But then a flicker of concern crossed her face. “But what if Rosie


    doesn’t listen?”


    “I’m her dad, and unless she changes herst name, she has to listen to me!” Gordon dered


    firmly.


    Loretta lowered her head slightly with a hint of a smile on her lips.


    Later that night, Rosalie received a phone call from her father, Gordon.


    “Rosalie, it’s been a while since you came back. How about returning home for a while to discuss


    your mom’s grave relocation?” Gordon suggested.


    “Grave relocation?” Rosalie was puzzled.


    “Yes, your mom was buried in a cemetery in a neighboring vige. However, that area is undergoing


    redevelopment, and thend has been requisitioned. Many graves in that area need to be moved.


    You weren’t aware of this when you were in prison, but the vige has already sent out notices,”


    Gordon exined.


    Rosalie pressed her lips together. When her mother passed away, they hadn’t purchased a grave


    plot in a public cemetery. Instead, her father had arranged for a friend from a vige near Strico to


    help. The vige had a public cemetery, which didn’t require much money, so her mother was buried


    there.


    Back then, after her mother’s death, her father had gone for many years without visiting her grave. It


    wasn’t untilter, when she excelled academically, and gained admission to a prestigious high


    school, and eventually to a top-tier university, that her father and stepmother began paying their


    respects at her mother’s grave.


    After she was imprisoned, her father and stepmother naturally stopped visiting her mother’s grave.


    After her release, she had visited her mother’s grave once. The ce had be overgrown with


    weeds, nearly obscuring the words on the tombstone, and cracks had appeared on the point where


    the tombstone met the grave itself. She had considered repairing the tombstone during her visit, but


    she hadn’t anticipated that they would relocate the grave.


    “All right, I’lle back,” Rosalie said, her tone reflecting her reluctance. If it weren’t for her


    mother’s affairs, she wouldn’t have допе back at all


    “How about tomorrow night, then? When youe back, is there anything specific you’d like to


    eat? I’ll have Caitlin prepare it Gordon said in a fatherly tone, momentarily catching Rosalie off


    guard.


    This tone seemed reserved for times when she had achieved sess in her career and love life,


    which were the moments when her father would speak to her with warmth and care.


    But everything had changed after her time in prison. She realized that, to her father, she had always


    been nothing more than a burden. When she was useful, she was his daughter, but when she


    wasn’t, there was no trace of familial affection left.


    “No need, I’ll eat before Ie,” Rosalie replied, then ended the call and put away her phone.


    As she turned around, she suddenly noticed that Jonathan had leaned against the door that


    connected their two rooms. His gaze was firmly fixed on her.


    “Whose call was it?” he asked as he walked up to her.


    “It was my father,” Rosalie replied. “I’ll be going home tomorrow night, and you don’t need to send


    the driver to pick me up at the Environment and Sanitation Administration.”


    His gaze held a thoughtful expression as he asked, “Would you like me to apany you?”


    She looked at him with surprise, wondering why he would offer to apany her and who he


    thought he was to do so. After all, she was returning home to address her mother’s affairs.


    “No need, I can go on my own,” Rosalie replied. “It’ste, and I need some rest.”


    In essence, she was giving him permission to leave..


    He slightly narrowed his eyes, leaned in, and lifted a strand of her hair with his fingers. “Are you


    really going to distance. yourself like this?”


    She pressed her lips together and remained silent.


    “Then tell me, what should I do for you to treat me as you used to?” he whispered, his warm breath


    caressing her face.


    He wanted her to behave as she used to, to smile gently at him and speak softly, with nothing but


    his presence in her eyes as if they were truly inseparable.


    “Used to?”


    Rosalie contemted for a moment and then murmured, “You used to be Jon.”


    “Then, for now, I can also be ‘Jon’ But only for you, Rosie,” he said.


    Her heart suddenly skipped a beat.


    “Could he truly be just my “Jon’? I should be wary of him, but why did my heart race when I heard


    those words?” Rosalie


    mused.


    He slowly lowered his head, his forehead gently touching hers. Tve only spoken these words to you.


    Will you ept me as Jon?”


    “As the ‘Jon’ who you could solely rely on to…” he continued in his mind.


    Rosalie hardly slept at all that night as Jonathan’s words echoed in her mind.


    Could he really be exclusively her “Jon”? Was their sibling game not yet over? But his expression


    appeared so sincere, sincere to the point that she felt he wasn’t ying a game.


    The next morning, as Yulissa arrived at work, she immediately approached Rosalie and asked,


    “Rosalie, Jeremy was asking about you. He inquired about what kind of person you are and whether


    you indeed work at the Environment and Sanitation Administration. He mentioned that you seemed


    to be living the high life yesterday, shielded by some big shot. What’s going


    on?”


    The ‘Jeremy’ she mentioned was the organizer of the background actors.


    Since Rosalie was rmended by Yulissa, it was only natural for Jeremy to inquire as well.


    Yulissa waspletely bewildered when she listened to Jeremy talking about what happened on


    set and the big shot supporting Rosalie.


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