Chapter 943
“Are you worried about her?” he inquired instead of offering a response.
“She once took care of me and showed concern for me. I can’t simply be indifferent toward her,”
Rosalie stated.
He raised his hand and gently brushed his fingers across her red and swollen eyes. “But even if you
know her current condition, what’s the point?”
“Jon, if you truly intend to seek revenge on Mrs. Smuckler, at the very least, get her a doctor.
Otherwise, given her age, a severe fever might prove fatal,” Rosalie urged.
Jonathan suddenly burst intoughter. “She might die, but what about my father? He actually died!
Also, Rosalie, do you know what real revenge entails? She’s only experiencing a fever now. I didn’t
instruct anyone to leave her in a bloody mess, nor did I have her tongue cut off, her eyes gauged
out, and her limbs broken. As of now, I’ve been quite merciful. What more do you expect from me?”
If it weren’t for Rosalie, Jonathan would have ensured that the woman suffered a fate far worse than
what she was currently experiencing.
Rosalie took a deep breath and looked at the man in front of her in shock.
Jonathan gently touched the hair on her cheek. “Did I scare you?”
“I…” Her throat was parched.
“But still, this is me. The real me.” He had revealed his dark side to her. “But you don’t need to be
afraid of me. I will never hurt
you, ever.”
Rosalie fixed her gaze on Jonathan. After a long pause, she murmured, “I know you won’t hurt me,
but Jon, can’t you let me see Mr. and Mrs. Smuckler?”
“It’s unnecessary,” he said. “If they wish to spend the rest of their lives in prison, they can go there
of their own volition, right?”
The issue, however, was that given Kaylie’s guilt, she would likely not escape this punishment. As
for Connor, he would almost certainly stand by his wife.
“Okay, it’s gettingte. Go get some rest earlier,” Jonathan advised Rosalie, to which she responded
with a
soft hum.
The next day, after Jonathan had left, Rosalie went to a drawer. She opened the drawer and
retrieved a small box containing an amulet.
Calvin had given her this amulet when he visited her in the hospital before leaving Strico.
Back then, Calvin had only mentioned that if she faced any difficulties in the future, she could open
the
amulet.
At that time, Rosalie had paid little attention to this statement. She had simply believed that if any
real difficulties arose, Jonathan would naturally help her address them. She wouldn’t have needed
Calvin’s assistance.
It wasn’t until a few days ago that she opened the amulet and discovered an address inside, along
with a small carved amethyst flower.
Rosalie bit her lip slightly and held the note with the address and amethyst flower tightly in her
palm.
Calvin stood high above, gazing down at the vast expanse of the city. It appeared as if he were on a
peak, looking down upon everything below
From childhood to adulthood, Calvin had always maintained this position, elevated and overlooking
everything.
He believed he could attain anything he desired, but it-turned out that while he could acquire many
things, the one thing he desired most was unattainable.
“Is Jonathan fortunate or incredibly unlucky?” he couldn’t help wondering.
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Calvín regretted the missed opportunity from years ago countless times. He often wondered if he
had assisted Rosalie when she hade to him, could their fate have been rewritten?
Or, as she had imed, no matter what he did, the person she loved would always be Jonathan.
08:57
At that moment, Calvin’s phone rang. He picked it up and furrowed his brow when he saw the caller
ID. This number rarely contacted him unless it was…
Calvin promptly answered the call, hearing a voice on the other end saying, “Mr. Gunner, someone
brought an amethyst flower and wants us to locate the whereabouts of two individuals.”
Calvin gripped the phone tightly and responded to the caller, “No matter the request, you must fulfill
all her demands.”
“Understood, Mr. Gunner,” the voice on the other end confirmed, and the call ended.
Calvin nced at his phone, deep in thought. He had left the address for Rosalie as a precaution in
case she ever faced difficulties.
However, he didn’t anticipate her needing it so soon.
“Why can’t Jonathan assist her in finding those two people? What has happened between her and
Jonathan?” Calvin pondered.
Just then, a sudden knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.
Raising his head, Calvin instructed, “Come in.”
The door opened, and the secretary ushered in a young woman. “Mr. Gunner, the individual you
requested is here.”
“All right, you may leave,” Calvin instructed.
The secretary exited the room, leaving Calvin alone with the woman who appeared nervous as she
gazed at Calvin. Simultaneously, there was a hint of expectation in her expression.
Calvin observed the woman before him in silence. She had a shapely figure and long ck hair,
now styled in trendy, loose waves rather than the ponytail he first saw her in.
Her makeup was impable, with vivid red lipstick that gave off the impression she was doing her
best to entuate her beauty.
In his opinion, she was just as attractive without makeup. The cosmetics seemed to mask her
natural elegance and quiet charm, particrly the eye makeup. Her eyes, once bearing a
resemnce to Rosalie’s, seemed to have lost those simrities due to the makeup.
“You needn’t wear makeup in front of me going forward,” Calvin stated calmly. “Also, have you
thoroughly reviewed the contract your secretary presented to you?”
“I… have seen it,” the woman replied in a soft voice, her cheeks turning slightly pink.
“If you have any concerns, feel free to voice them,” he offered.
“No, I have noints. It’s eptable as is,” she hastily assured him.
“Very well. We will go to thew firm tomorrow and sign this contract. You will be my personal
assistant during my stay here,” Calvin informed her.
“I… I don’t understand why you want me to be your personal assistant,” the woman admitted, her
blush deepening. After all, it was difficult for her toprehend why a man would suddenly
approach her with such a request.