Chapter 573: The Leading Man of the Show

When Rosalind White spoke of this, perhaps because she mentioned the person dear to her heart, her usually delicate face this moment was tinged with a blush of shyness, making her even more charming and pitiable.

Rosalind White had lived for over twenty years, yet she could never forget that night.

"Adrian," she was called baby in perfect English, uttered softly.

The man held her as they tumbled together, endless sweet talk pouring out. Although the aphrodisiac from the incense had left her mind somewhat unclear, the man’s strong physique and enduring prowess still stirred Rosalind’s heart.

Unfortunately, since that night, Rosalind White had never been so close to Adrian Law again.

Adrian had once said he would treat her well, would divorce and marry her.

Why did those promises so quickly become worthless after just one night?

Rosalind couldn’t understand. She believed her body to be slender and fair, her figure exquisite and curvy, and having never been with another before, she should be any man’s favorite.

Although Cecilia Vaughn had a few similarities in appearance to her, she had spent several years in prison. Rosalind maliciously thought, once stripped bare, Cecilia might be covered in scars, how could she possibly compare to her own jasmine-like complexion?

Rosalind had once thought of using her body to captivate Adrian Law. She had failed before, but succeeded that night at Stellerton University and might even have a child. How could she not be thrilled?

...

Rosalind glanced shyly at Cecilia Vaughn, but deep inside her gaze, there was an undeniable glint of pride.

"Sister-in-law... although I know it’s not good to say this, that night Adrian and I... couldn’t help ourselves, and then we..."

Cecilia thought she had a calm enough temperament; otherwise, any slightly more temperamental girl might have angrily stormed off by now.

She lazily twirled a strand of hair, a sneer slipping from her lips.

"Couldn’t help yourselves? Miss White, but the person you were thinking of that night was clearly by my side. We were playing ’PUBG,’ and even broke several records."

"..."

Rosalind’s first thought after hearing Cecilia’s words was that Cecilia was lying to her.

"No! That’s impossible! You must be lying. Clearly, Adrian was with me."

How could she possibly mistake Adrian’s identity?

Adrian had such a tall, slender physique, nearly 190 cm in height, model-like build, and distinct abs from years of exercising. It was rare to find a man with such a perfect body across Veridia.

Cecilia cast a pitiful glance at Rosalind White.

"What’s the point of deceiving yourself? If you don’t believe me, you can verify it at the five-star hotel closest to Stellerton University where Adrian and I stayed. The hotel keeps records of all entries and exits."

"..."

Rosalind glared at Cecilia in uncontrollable anger.

"I just don’t believe it! Who is really deceiving themselves here? Sister-in-law, even if you can’t have children, it’s an undeniable fact that Adrian and I have already been physically intimate. Don’t think you can fool me!"

Cecilia, seeing Rosalind so certain, simply dialed Adrian’s number.

"Cecilia, why aren’t you speaking?"

A steady, melodious male voice, akin to flowing water, came from the other end due to Cecilia’s silence, tinged with a faint hint of anxiety and concern.

Cecilia smiled casually.

"It’s nothing, Adrian. Are you free now? Come to the old Law Family residence. A grand show awaits its leading man."

"A grand show?"

Adrian Law furrowed his brows, pondering the term. Though Cecilia’s tone was quite calm, Adrian could almost imagine his young wife stewing with a suppressed rage.

He vaguely guessed. The only people at the old Law Family residence who could upset Cecilia so were likely Rosalind White, Frank Law, oh no, it could also include Tyson Law and Fiona Vaughn.

Recently, Tyson Law and Fiona Vaughn were in a cold war, with Tyson drowning his sorrows in alcohol for a long time, avoiding going home by staying elsewhere.

And Fiona’s drama wouldn’t require him as the leading man.

...

Adrian Law quickly gathered his thoughts.

"Cecilia, is it Rosalind White and my father troubling you?"

Cecilia was about to choose her words carefully when a crazed woman burst upon them, snatching her phone to cry and complain.

"Adrian, you finally answered, Adrian, sister-in-law insists that you were with her that night. Have you forgotten your vows with Rosalind?"

"Even if you don’t care for Rosalind, she might already carry your child."

"Pfft—"

Upon hearing "your child," Cecilia couldn’t help but laugh.

Adrian felt a headache coming on and simply hung up, but he wasn’t addressing Rosalind; he was earnestly reminding Cecilia.

"Cecilia, wait for me. I’ll be there in fifteen minutes."

He then swiftly ended the call.

Leaving not a shred of face for Rosalind White.

...

Rosalind stood in the living room as if struck by lightning, puzzled why even mentioning a child in her belly couldn’t move Adrian.

In Adrian’s eyes, could a child in her belly really be less valuable than this ex-convict beside her?

Anger, jealousy, humiliation, countless negative emotions inundated her heart, yet in the end, Rosalind could only swallow her pride.

Adrian hadn’t arrived yet, perhaps he just couldn’t express his joy at becoming a father on the phone?

No man wouldn’t want a descendant.

Maybe Cecilia was so damaged from her prison years that she couldn’t conceive, or she wouldn’t keep seeing so many traditional doctors?

Rosalind thought so maliciously, also having hired a private detective to track Cecilia’s movements, subtly reporting these to Frank Law.

For the Law Family Head, Rosalind was determined to have him on her side.

Ah, if only Adrian could realize that she is the one who is most important to him...

...

Rosalind fervently fantasized that Adrian was merely unable to express his feelings over the phone. Watching the seconds tick away on her expensive Patek Philippe watch, in eager anticipation, she finally saw a tall figure at the gate.

Adrian Law stood as upright as a bamboo, and Rosalind’s heart leaped with joy. She quickly wiped her tears and timidly approached him.

"Adrian, you finally came... Rosalind has been waiting for you for so long..."