Chapter 237


    Chapter 237


    Sensing her friend’s concerns, Rosalie reassured her, “It’s okay. I’ll uncover the truth, give justice to


    Mnie, and clear


    own name!”


    “Enough about me. How about you and Callum?” Rosalie asked in return.


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    “What else can there be? It’s just the same. We’re just like any other couple in a rtionship.” Lillian


    shrugged. Sometimes, things appeared deceptively “normal,” and Rosalie could not help but feel she


    was genuinely in a rtionship with Callum. There were moments when she would be so


    engrossed in the illusion of this “rtionship” that she had to remind herself continuously that it was all


    a facade and Callum’s true intentions were driven solely by a desire for revenge once she fell in love


    with him.


    “I still think that Callum may not be as vengeful as you imagine, Lillian,” Rosalie said. People like


    Callum had many ways to torment someone if they wanted revenge, and it did not make sense for him


    to choose such a convoluted and time-consuming approach.


    “I hope it’s not as I imagine,” Lillian said, pouting slightly with a dismissive tone.


    Rosalie knew that Lillian was still convinced that Callum was seeking revenge. However, since Rosalie


    did not have much information about Callum, she chose not to say more on the subject.


    Certain things could only be understood through experience.


    However, no matter what, she did not want Lillian to get hurt.


    The two of them exited the restroom and walked toward the private room.


    As they opened the door, they were greeted by the sight of Callum with one hand resting on the table


    and the other propping up the back of the chair where Jonathan was sitting. Callum leaned over,


    engaged in a conversation with him. Their gazes were almost level, and their faces were extremely


    close.


    Rosalie and Lillian were both taken aback by the situation, with Lillian even theatrically gasping in


    surprise.


    “What’s… going on here?” Lillian could not help but exim. She felt as if she had stumbled upon a


    scene of great beauty, akin to a painting, with roses from a romanticic book seemingly blossoming


    around the tableau.


    Callum’s expression darkened, and he could easily deduce that Lillian’s mind was once again filled with


    chaotic thoughts, judging by her reaction.


    “Nothing.” Callum straightened up and returned to his seat nonchntly.


    “It’s really nothing,” Jonathan added with a faint smile. “Mr. White and I were just having a casual chat.”


    “Casual chat? Did they need to be in such postures and proximity for a casual conversation?” Lillian


    could not help but harbor doubts, and even Rosalie found the situation perplexing.


    “All right, we’ve finished our meal. Let’s head back to Strico. If we leave now, we should arrive around


    four or five o’clock, Jonathan suggested as he got up from his seat.


    When it was time to settle the bill, Jonathan took the initiative and paid using his phone.


    “How about I host the next gathering? Whenever you are free, we all should meet up again,” Callum


    suggested, his tone tinged with hidden meaning.


    “Of course, there is no problem,” Jonathan replied calmly.


    The four of them left the restaurant, and Jonathan drove them back.


    Usually, even when he drove himself, Jonathan would use luxury cars, so riding in Lillian’s rtively


    inexpensive car was a unique experience for him.


    Lillian could not help but feel sentimental when she saw Jonathan driving her old car. Who would have


    thought that one day, her car would be driven by Jonathan?


    Callum nced at the gleam in Lillian’s eyes and inexplicably felt his mood souring again.


    When they arrived back in Strico, they first stopped at the Youngblood residence, and Jonathan and


    Rosalie got out of the car. Callurn took over the wheel.


    “Rosalie, see you next time.” Lillian and Rosalie exchanged greetings.


    “Sure,” Rosalie replied. “Thank you for today, and drive safely on your way back through therge iron


    gate of the Youngblood residence.


    With that, she and Jonathan walked


    Lillian’s eyes remained fixed on the iron gate where Jonathan and Rosalie had disappeared. She kept


    staring until Callum’s impatient voice reached her ears. “Have you seen enough?”


    “Just looking, what’s the big deal?” Lillian muttered. When she had seen Jonathan for the first time in


    Rosalie’s rental home


    back then, even she did not consider him a vagrant, let alone a local tycoon capable of making waves


    in Strico.


    The next moment, a pair of hands held Lillian’s face, turning her gaze toward Callum’s face. “What is


    this? Were you not saying just the other day that you liked looking at my face? Now, have you taken a


    liking to Jonathan?”


    Lillian nearly choked on her own saliva at his words, thinking where on earth did he get the idea that


    she had taken a liking to Jonathan.


    She was merely expressing her astonishment at the fact that Rosalie and Jonathan were in a


    rtionship.


    But considering her current rtionship with Callum, who could be regarded as her creditor, she did not


    want to argue too forcefully and risk upsetting him.


    So, Lillian forced a smile and said, “How could that be? I could never have feelings for Jonathan. I was


    just… um, offering my best wishes to Rosalie.”


    “Really?” He leaned in closer as if trying to discern her true thoughts.


    “Absolutely!” she quickly assured, trying to make her eyes look innocent.


    “It’s a relief you haven’t taken a liking to him. Do not forget, you are my girlfriend,” Callum said, his


    gaze a mix of wakning and resignation.


    “Of course, I haven’t forgotten!” Lillian thought as she rolled her eyes. This title “girlfriend” felt like a


    curse, a constant reminder that she was now in debt and meant to fall in love with him and bear his


    revenge once more.


    However, at this moment, as she looked at his handsome face up close, Lillian had to admit that


    Callum’s features were indeed quite pleasing to the eye.


    If she did not know the final oue, if this were a genuine rtionship, perhaps she might truly be


    attracted to him.


    “I won’t forget that I’m your girlfriend, of course,” Lillian said. “You can rest assured that before I fall in


    ‘love’ with you, I promise not to fall in love with anyone else.”


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    She deliberately emphasized the word “love.” After all, when the time was right, she would “love” him,


    endure his revenge, and afterward, consider the debt repaid.


    Callum stared at Lillian, a sense of awkwardness creeping over him. He was the one who had initially


    set the rules of this game, but hearing her repeat them now felt strangely unsettling.


    Moreover, the notion that she would not fall in love with anyone else before falling in love with him


    made him wonder if she might fall in love with someone else after loving him.


    The thought soured his mood.


    “Lillian, dare to fall in love with someone else and see what happens,” he warned, his re intensifying.


    She instinctively wanted to retort, but his menacing gaze silenced her, leaving her to touch her nose


    and close her mouth.