Mr. Law's Official Announcement: He is a Wife-Doting Fanatic!

The Bugatti Veyron sped past on the road, countless roadside trees swiftly receding and soon disappearing from Cecilia Vaughn’s view.

But before long, Cecilia suddenly realized something was wrong!

Because this was not the road back to Starfall Bay at all, but headed straight towards The Law Residence.

Cecilia couldn’t believe it and took out her phone, checking the location coordinates nearby. After confirming she hadn’t made a mistake, she quickly looked at Adrian Law in shock.

”Adrian, have you gone mad? Didn’t we agree to go back to Starfall Bay now?”

Cecilia didn’t intend to let Rosalind White off easily, but she hoped to carefully search for clues, find out who repaired the bracelet, and then get that person to testify against Rosalind White, caught red-handed.

The thought of Mimi, who even struggled to make a sound, filled her heart with overwhelming hatred!

The woman who hurt Mimi’s tongue must also be her, Cecilia hoped to convict her of this as well, rather than going straight to The Law Residence now to alert the enemy!

...

Adrian Law fixed his gaze on Cecilia.

”Cecilia, I changed my mind. We’re going to The Law Residence now.”

His thin lips parted slightly, his voice like the sound of a cello flowing in the cramped car, carrying an unquestionable tone.

Cecilia’s pale lips formed an O shape.

”Why? ... Adrian, I’m not in a hurry.”

Settling a score seemed ridiculous; the damage was done. She would rather find substantial evidence to make Rosalind White pay accordingly!

Adrian suddenly stopped the sports car at the roadside. He unbuckled his seatbelt, the metal button on his camel coat pressing against Cecilia’s shoulder, the distance between them almost zero.

”Cecilia, aside from the phrase ’to alert the enemy,’ there’s another phrase in this world, ’the longer the night, the more dreams.’ Do you think Rosalind White would be brave enough to do this and leave more incriminating evidence for you to find?”

Cecilia’s lips moved slightly, she wanted to say something but didn’t know how.

Adrian’s eyes slightly narrowed, and he gently placed a finger on Cecilia’s lips, stopping the words she couldn’t say.

The finger resting on the girl’s lips was filled with affection, the action so gentle, yet his tone was as firm as iron, making one instinctively want to entrust him with complete trust.

”Cecilia, trust me, leave everything to me.”

It’s time to let some people see Rosalind White’s true nature.

For instance, Stacy Summers...

Though Adrian had long known this woman had no sense of decency, and if she wasn’t still useful...

The sharpness in his eyes flashed quickly, and soon, he stepped on the accelerator, the Bugatti Veyron racing towards its destination like an arrow released from a bow.

...

Ten minutes later, Adrian’s car arrived at The Law Residence.

Butler White, who was watering the flowers and plants in the garden, turned his head and saw Adrian and Cecilia.

Butler White was slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting Adrian to visit so suddenly.

”Young Master, Young Madam, what brings you here?”

Adrian wasn’t close with his father and stepmother. Since he moved out of The Law Residence, he only returned a handful of times each year, usually on big occasions.

Yesterday, the young master’s cat had that incident, and Butler White thought he would stay at the hospital directly.

...

Adrian glanced lightly at Butler White, his expression like being shrouded in ice and snow.

”Is your daughter here?”

Butler White was stunned again. The young master specifically returned from the hospital to find Rosalind?

This was the first time in over twenty years.

But...

Looking at Adrian’s cold and stern face, Butler White instinctively felt it wasn’t something good, so he cautiously lowered his head.

”Young Master, Rosalind is in the yoga room practicing... Is there something you need with Rosalind?”

Coming with ill intent.

That was Butler White’s first thought.

He gritted his teeth and added, ”Young Master, the second young madam is also in the yoga room. Do you need...”

Adrian ignored Butler White’s subsequent words, giving a slight nod before heading straight to the yoga room at The Law Residence.

His mother and Xiao Sheng liked practicing yoga here; Adrian wasn’t entirely unfamiliar with the place.

...

Butler White’s temples throbbed.

He watched Adrian and Cecilia’s figures disappear from view, unable to figure out what Rosalind had that was worth Adrian’s attention.

Could it be because Rosalind openly stated to the young madam her affection for the young master, thus provoking the young master’s ire?

This might indeed be possible...

After much thought, he sent a text to Stacy Summers.

——Dear Madam, please hurry back; the eldest young master suddenly came with the young madam asking where Rosalind is, I have a feeling something’s off. I hope you can help ensure these two youngsters act sensibly.

...

The yoga room at The Law Residence was on the fifth floor.

As Cecilia walked into the corner, she heard clear Buddhist music flowing through the air.

Even though it was still some distance away and unclear, it inexplicably calmed one’s mind.

Cecilia sighed inside. A woman who poisoned her and cruelly treated small animals could listen to Buddhist music and practice yoga—the irony of this world!

At the door of the yoga room, Adrian suddenly flung the door open with a bang, disrupting the serene atmosphere within.

”Who’s there?”

So rude.

Rosalind White stopped her yoga posture in annoyance, turning her head with displeasure. She thought it was Fiona Vaughn coming back from the restroom or some servant bringing her some calming tea.

But unexpectedly, she was met with Adrian’s cold and handsome face, and Cecilia behind him with an inscrutable expression.

...

Rosalind White’s forehead throbbed. She stepped off the yoga mat, slipped into her cotton slippers, and deliberately turned off the Buddhist music on the CD player.

”Adrian, what brings you here?”

Rosalind stared intently at Adrian, seeing his icy expression without a word. She smiled lightly, deliberately accentuating her voluptuous chest.

”Could it be that you, Adrian, came to watch Rosalind do yoga?”

The closely fitted yoga outfit perfectly outlined her beautiful figure. Her curves were in all the right places, and her yoga shorts were so short that they revealed her dazzling white legs, her delicate feet nestled in cotton slippers, looked soft and cute.

She flipped her hair and cast a coy glance at Adrian, deliberately trying to annoy Cecilia.

——In fact, Rosalind had guessed that Adrian came because of Mimi, but she was confident that the near-dead cat couldn’t say anything against her, and she didn’t believe Adrian could convict her based only on speculation!

...

What Rosalind never expected was for Adrian to suddenly hurl a stack of A4 papers at her head.

”Adrian, what’s wrong with you?”

Rosalind was stunned.

Holding up a Red Jade Bracelet, Adrian scrutinized Rosalind with eyes full of ridicule, his voice like layers of frost.

”This bracelet, it’s your handiwork, isn’t it?”

Hearing his words, Rosalind’s face instantly lost color.