Chapter 242


    Chapter 242


    “Don’t worry. I’ve arranged for someone to delete the video. It hasn’t been posted for long yet, and


    never again will it show up on the inte in the future.” As Jonathan said that, his fingers fell on


    Rosalie’s bruised cheek again.


    Rosalie inhaled deeply and let out a sigh of relief.


    Jonathan’s face became colder and grimmer, and he said, “I’ll get the family doctor toe over and


    check on youter.”


    “That won’t be necessary. I will make do with an ice pack,” Rosalie said.


    “I’m worried about you, and I won’t be at ease until you see a doctor.” Jonathan insisted, “So, that’s


    settled. Have you got any other wounds? Did those security guards in the mally a hand on you?”


    “Fortunately, I’m not hurt,” Rosalie said casually, lest Jonathan be bothered. Then, she deliberately


    changed the subject, saying, “By the way, I… I’m going to visit Granny tomorrow. I nned to buy


    some things for her just now but didn’t get to do that in the end. How about you apany me to the


    shops after dinner?”


    Jonathan cast her a long, meaningful look before he uttered the word “Okay”.


    Just then, someone knocked on the door of the bedroom.


    Jonathan unlocked the door, and as he pushed open it, he saw the butler standing outside.


    “Mr. Youngblood, people from the Hamilton family are here,” the butler reported.


    With his eyes flickered in suspicion, Jonathan reiterated, “The Hamilton family?”


    Upon hearing those words about the Hamilton family, Rosalie’s body stiffened, and her face turned ever


    paler.


    “Yes, it’s Mr. and Mrs. Hamilton, as well as Ms. Yvette Hamilton,” the butler replied. “They asked to see


    you, Mr. Youngblood.”


    “I’ll go meet them, then,” Jonathan said.


    “Okay, I’ll arrange for it,” the butler responded, then he left quickly.


    Jonathan returned to Rosalie and said softly, “I’m going to talk to them. Wait for me here. I’ll be back


    soon.”


    Still frozen, Rosalie stared at him in a daze, with a hint of puzzlement in her eyes.


    Once again, Jonathan’s fingers gently caressed her bruised cheek as he said, “I will seek justice for


    you.”


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    With that, Jonathan strode out of the room.


    Until Jonathan’s figure disappeared from her sight, Rosalie only raised her hand and, in a trance,


    touched her cheek where he had just stroked.


    What he had just said about seeking justice for her was like a warm stream, steadily flowing into her


    heart.


    When Jonathan made his way downstairs, the three of the Hamilton family were already waiting in the


    living room.


    At that moment, the high and mighty look of Howard and Sandra, when they trampled over Rosalie as if


    thetter were a lowly and submissive worm, was nowhere to be seen. In turn, they had turned into


    worms themselves.


    On the other hand, as an actress, Yvette was the most skillful in disguising herself among the three.


    She put on a guilty look and said, “Jonathan, when my parents met Ms… Ms. Leighton at the mall


    today, they overreacted for a moment and somehow did something out of bounds to her. We are here


    to apologize to Ms. Leighton in person and ask for her forgiveness.”


    It was somewhat awkward for Yvette to address Rosalie as Ms. Leighton. After all, thetter was the


    most disgusting, unworthy woman in her eyes. She had to swallow her pride to refer to such an inferior


    being with respect.


    “Oh? What has she done that made you overreact?” Jonathan said with a calm demeanor. His dark,


    deep eyes were unreadable.


    Jonathan had been well known for his unfathomable character as the local tyrant in Strico, and nobody


    could ever see through his mind.


    “Jonathan, she… she was the murderer who killed Mnie! Isn’t that disturbing enough?” Sandra


    blurted out in an usatory tone, “She had killed Mnie! How… How could you be with her? If you do


    that, Mnie would die in regret!”


    The expression on Howard and Yvette’s faces fell in an instant as they listened to the first half of


    Sandra’s words. Unfortunately, Sandra had finished spitting out those words before they could stop her.


    When they spotted Jonathan’s darkened face, their hearts skipped a beat, and they had a bad feeling


    about it.


    Howard, in particr, was an old fox in the business world and an expert in reading the room.


    Jonathan’s love life was not to be intervened. Not to mention he was not married to Mnie, even if


    they had been married back then, no one would have the right to question his current rtionship.


    As expected, Jonathan stared at Sandra coldly and questioned, “Well, do you think it’s your ce to


    say anything regarding who I am with?”


    Sandra shuddered for a moment and immediately snapped back to reality, realizing she had talked too


    much just then, stricken by frustration.


    She was aware that she shouldn’t have talked about those things, but she couldn’t ept the fact that


    the one who killed her daughter was now with her daughter’s original fiancé.


    Sandra gritted her teeth and opened her mouth again. “Jonathan, do you not care about Mnie when


    she loved you so much? If you are really with the murderer, Rosalie, it will only make Mnie a


    laughingstock in other people’s eyes!” Jonathan sneered, “Well, she is not a murderer, so stop calling


    her that. Mnie’s death has nothing to do with her!” When they heard what Jonathan said, Howard


    and Yvette both looked at him in shock.


    Sandra snapped, “What do you mean it has nothing to do with her? The court had found her guilty back


    then!” With a half-smile, Jonathan turned his eyes toward Howard next to Sandra. “I said it has nothing


    to do with her. Do you get it? I don’t want to hear you call her the murderer again.”


    Howard’s face turned pale in a sh, and his lips quivered for a moment.


    He abruptly tugged at Sandra, who was about to say something more, and then Howard said, “Okay,


    we understand. Then, why don’t you ask Ms. Leighton toe out so that we can apologize for what


    happened today, Mr. Youngblood?”


    Howard had been striving in the business world for many years, so he naturally knew when to yield.


    Although the Hamilton family was also prestigious in Strico, they couldn’tpete with the top


    prominent families like the Youngblood family. Moreover, when Howard thought of what had happened


    back then, a hint ofplexity shed across his mind.