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When Chelsea reacted, she was already in another car. She knew that Jonathan must be here for Rose. So, she suppressed her guilt and took the Initiative to speak.
"What are you going to do? Let me go! Or I'll call the police!"
"I've called the police."
He looked at the urn she was holding.
"Jamie Shaffer?"
She was stunned for a moment. Then, she started fake crying.
"He went out for business and didn't come back. I didn't expect him to get into a car accident! Jamie, how could you leave me? How should I live..."
She cried while vaguely clarifying her relationship with the car accident. He stared at her coldly. He had no news about Rose for a long time. His patience was exhausted.
"Where is Rose?"
"Rose?" she pretended to be surprised.
She pretended to be confused as if she didn't know what he was talking about. His eyes narrowed slightly.
"Jamie hit Rose with his car. You know it!"
She was stunned for a long time. Then, she was full of disbelief.
"Hit Rose? I... I don't know. Did she come to Chereton too? Why did she come here? Was Jamie's
accident related to her?"
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She asked a lot of questions. She was deliberately trying to mess up the whole thing. She knew that he would only find one result even if he checked.
Jamie dated Rose and deliberately caused a car accident to kill Rose. Suddenly, she seemed to think of
something.
She murmured, "A few nights ago, I heard Jamie calling Rose. He said that he had something to tell her... "What is he going to say?" he asked eagerly.
She was startled by his sharp gaze and shook her head.
"I don't know... I just know that Jamie has been unable to sleep at night as if he had something on his mind.
She seemed to be thinking of Jamie, holding the urn and crying even more sadly. He was thinking deeply about what she said.
He would naturally find out what happened in this car accident, but the top priority was Rose.
"Sir..."
Suddenly, Finley knocked on the car door. After lowering the car window, he handed the phone to
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Jonathan.
"It's Mr. Xanth from Lerain Group."Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.
Jonathan frowned. At this moment, all he could think about was Rose. Mr. Xanth from Lerain Group? He didn't have time to pay attention to anyone else.
He was about to let Finley hang up the phone, but Finley said, "Sir, Mr. Xanth said he saved a person."
He was slightly stunned and got out of the car quickly. He took the mobile phone from Finley. An arrogant voice came from the other end.
"I heard you're looking for someone. I happened to save a person."
"Where is she?" he asked urgently.
Clover didn't answer and asked instead, "What do you mean? I didn't say that the person I saved was the one you were looking for. By the way, who are you looking for?"
"Clover Xanth!"
Jonathan suppressed his anger and spoke politely, "I'm looking for a woman who got into a car accident. Her name is Rose Shaffer. If you see her, please tell me where she is. Is she injured? Does she have any danger..."
Toward the end, his voice almost trembled uncontrollably. On the other end of the phone, Clover frowned. The rumored Mr. Finch was ruthless. Jonathan's response surprised him.
He rolled his eyes secretly and interrupted Jonathan, "I didn't care who you were looking for. I forgot to mention you. The one I saved was a man.”
Jonathan's face darkened. He immediately hung up the call. After a moment of solemnity, he gradually relaxed.
"Finley, check Clover's whereabouts," he ordered.
Clover said that the person he saved was a man. Yet, he didn't need to call Jonathan if it was the truth.. The president of Lerain Group wouldn't do such meaningless things. So, he concluded that Rose was by Clover's side.
"Yes, sir." Finley immediately followed the order.
He glanced at Chelsea in the car through the window. He wanted to find out what happened in this car accident. Jamie was dead. She was the only breakthrough.
"Let her go," he ordered the bodyguard coldly, then strode into another car not far away.
Until several luxury cars drove away, she stood on the roadside. She still wasn't coming back to her
senses.
She thought Rose's husband would continue to ask questions. She didn't expect him to let her go. She was also curious about those luxury cars, bodyguards, and how Finley called him. "Sir?" she murmured while frowning.
Wasn't he a toy boy who worked in a nightclub? But he showed an outstanding temperament just now.
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And he seemed to be of noble status. Who was he?
Her intuition told her that there was something wrong with his identity.
Suddenly, she thought of something and hurriedly took a taxi back to Aquastead. She wanted to tell Kelly what she saw about Jonathan.
In a private house in Chereton, Clover stood in front of the window. Rose lay on the bed behind him. She hadn't woken up.
"Mr. Xanth, Ms. Shaffer is a woman. Why did you say you saved a man?"
His female assistant, Emily Gill, checked Rose's body temperature. She looked capable. But when she looked at Rose, she was gentle and caring.
"Do you think he'll believe my words?"
Clover raised his eyebrows and smiled. His keen eyes were full of interest. He believed Jonathan had ordered the Azure Clan of the Finches to find his whereabouts.. Recalling Jonathan's worried voice, he turned around and looked at Rose with interest.
"She does look good."
Jonathan had seen beautiful women because of his high status. So, Clover didn't believe that Jonathan was only fascinated by her appearance.
"It was probably because of her that Jonathan stood me up last time. I didn't expect him to be an infatuated man, I happen to be just like him!"
He raised his eyebrows. Emily glanced at him complicatedly. She had a bad premonition. At this moment, Rose woke up.
The moment her consciousness returned, her mind went blank. When she opened her eyes, she saw two blurry figures. Gradually, the two figures became clear
"You're finally awake."
Clover's voice was gentle and sweet. She slowly focused on him. It was a handsome man who smiled gently. But when she tried to recall, she found that this man had never been in her memory.
Not only that, she couldn't recall anyone, not even herself.
"Who I am?"