Chapter 407
The car drove past her without stopping.
“This is the most normal ending, right? We have broken up with each other. From now on, we
should cut ties with each other and live our lives separately,” Rosalie said to herself silently.
“Rosalie, what’s wrong with you? What are you looking at?” Lucas’ voice sounded in her ear again.
Rosalie withdrew her gaze and looked at Lucas again. “I’m not looking at anything. I have
something else to do, so I need to go first!”
“Wait! Where are you going? I’ll drive you. My car is nearby,” Lucas said hurriedly.
“No, I can take the bus.”
business
“Well…” He hesitated for a moment, took out a business card from his pocket, and handed it to
Rosalie. “This is my card with my contact information and the address where I work now. If you
need any help, don’t hesitate toe to me!”
Rosalie looked at the man in front of her. Unlike his previous days at the Environment and
Sanitation Administration, Lucas was no longer dressed in the transport crew’s workwear. Instead,
he was wearing a suit. His hairstyle had also changed. She caught a glimpse of the title of
automotive service director on the business card he handed her.
It seemed that he really started to do business.
It was just that, at this moment, he was looking at her with the same clear and bashful eyes as he
did back in their days at the Environment and Sanitation Administration, filled with genuine respect.
Indeed, he looked at her with respect. At that time, while others looked down on her because she
had been in prison and was doing the job of street sweeping, he had never done so.
Noticing that Rosalie hesitated to take the business card for a long moment, a trace of doubt
crossed Lucas’ face. “Does something matter? Is there any inconvenience?”
Rosalie lowered her eyes, shook her head, and took the business card. “Nothing. I just didn’t expect
you to be an automotive service director.”
“It is just a title on paper because I have invested some money in thepany. I’m still in the early
stages of my entrepreneurial journey,” Lucas exined with a shy smile.
Just as Rosalie was about to walk toward the station, as if he finally plucked up the courage, Lucas
suddenly said, “By the way, you… Do you have a boyfriend? Or are you single?”
When he asked the question, a cool and gorgeous face suddenly shed in his mind.
He wondered if the possessive man who had always stayed by Rosalie’s side and called her
“Rosie” was still with her.
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“I’m single now, but…” Rosalie looked at Lucas and said indifferently, “I don’t n to find another
boyfriend or date anymore.”
Hence, if Lucas had any lingering feelings for her, she wished he could let go and cease fixating on
her because she would never be a good partner.
Rosalie hurried toward the station. She had another interview to go to today.
Meanwhile, Lucas gazed at Rosalie’s retreating figure, experiencing emotions he could not quite put
into words.
He pondered, “Is that man already absent from her life?”
Carlos observed Jonathan’s silent presence in the car. An intense chill that permeated the entire
cabin seemed to emanate from him, lowering the temperature significantly.
The car stopped at thepany building. Jonathan got out of the car. Out of nowhere, someone
bolted from the side, heading straight for Jonathan.
But the next moment, the security guards at the entrance of the building easily subdued that man.
It was a man about 30 years old, wearing ordinary clothes. After being subdued, he yelled at
Jonathan, “It’s you! I heard that you were the one who cklisted our goddess Yvette! Why did you
cklist her? She didn’t offend you! Isn’t her sister also your fiancée?”
The man shouted, wearing a determined expression as he fought for justice for the goddess who
held a special ce in his heart, pressing Jonathan for an exnation!
Carlos, at the side, was taken aback secretly. In fact, Yvette getting cklisted was something
rted to Rosalie.
Now that Jonathan and Rosalie had broken up, everything rted to Rosalie was taboo for
Jonathan.
But then, there was this bold individual who dared to bring up Rosalie in front of Jonathan.
“Mr. Youngblood, let the police deal with it,” Carlos said and then asked the security guard to call the
police.
However, the man continued to shout, “Fine, call the police if you want. I’m not afraid. I’m fighting for
justice for Goddess Yvette. Jonathan, with your power, no one else is willing to stand up for her, but
I want to speak up for her. Jonathan, someone like you has never truly loved another person. You
don’t understand that one can be willing to sacrifice everything for the one they love. I can give up
everything for Goddess Yvette!”
The man was obviously a fervent fan of Yvette.
Due to themotion, several employees who were entering and exiting the building, as well as
those at the reception, turned their attention toward the scene.
Carlos, who was standing beside Jonathan, could distinctly sense a change in Jonathan’s aura
when the man uttered those words.
“Is that so? Are you truly willing to sacrifice everything for Yvette because you love her?” Jonathan’s
cold, menacing tone sent shivers down everyone’s spine.
“O-Of course!” the man replied and gritted his teeth, but a sense of fear surged in his heart!
“Damn it!” the man cursed inwardly. He had no fear whatsoever. He hade here today to
advocate for Yvette. If anyone present decided to share this incident on the inte, he was certain
he would leave asting impression in Yvette’s heart.
Suddenly, Jonathan put one hand on the man’s head and bent down to look down at him. “So why
don’t we see how much you can sacrifice for her…?”
“What does he mean?” the man thought.
Before the man coulde to his senses, a sharp pain pierced through him, and he almost fainted!
His whole face was pressed against the concrete floor, and relentless blows rained down upon him.
The metallic taste of blood filled his mouth.
Carlos felt a numbing sensation ripple across his scalp as he witnessed the scene.
Jonathan was infuriated! Otherwise, he would not have taken matters into his own hands to impart a
lesson to this inconsequential individual. When Jonathan became enraged, the consequences were
dire, and it was unlikely to end well!
The man could still yell at first, but then, in the end, the man lost the strength to even move his
mouth. Carlos hurriedly instructed the security guards to cordon off the area to prevent any further
harm. Then, he quickly said, “Mr. Youngblood, the police wille soon. Just let the police deal with
this kind of person. Don’t get your hands dirty.”
Originally, Carlos said those words as ast resort, hoping to convince Jonathan.