Reborn as Mr.CEO's Fat Wife

Chapter 855: Chapter 855: You Won’t Die If You Don’t Seek Death

Catherine Ford and Grace Clarke’s reactions were entirely within Lewis’s expectations; he chuckled mysteriously and beckoned to the two of them.

Driven by curiosity, the two approached, and only then did Lewis raise his cell phone in front of Catherine Ford and Grace Clarke, “Looks like you haven’t seen this yet!”

“What’s that?” Grace Clarke eagerly leaned in to look, only to find Lewis holding a very blurry photo, which confused her, “What on earth are you showing us?”

“Can’t you tell?” Lewis looked at the photo in his hands again, somewhat disappointedly explaining, “That’s Lawyer Jones’s car, man. And you claim to be into him, yet you can’t recognize it.”

His tone was full of disdain.

Catherine Ford, who was blocked from view behind them, shivered, and as she tried to peek at what it was, she heard Grace Clarke incredulously ask, “This is Lawyer Jones’s car? Then who is this woman!”

Catherine Ford’s attempt to get closer stiffened, and then she heard Lewis’s voice, even more disdainful, “Silly, of course it’s Benjamin Jones’s mysterious girlfriend.”

“Mysterious… girlfriend?” Catherine Ford’s voice trembled softly.

“Yeah. Isn’t it obvious?” Lewis said with utmost certainty.

Grace Clarke snatched the phone and scrutinized it carefully, “How can you tell this is Rita Pansy?”

Catherine Ford’s heart was in her throat, “Let… let me have a look.”

Without a single thought, Grace Clarke handed it to her, but her eyes fell on Catherine Ford’s forehead, “Catherine, are you feeling hot? Your forehead is all sweaty.”

“Really? Maybe it’s just the air conditioning set too high.” Catherine Ford feigned composure to explain, then took the phone, and froze. Indeed, the photo was of Benjamin Jones’s car, but whether the photographer was too nervous or lacked skills, it was clear that the car could barely be made out, and the person was especially blurry. It was just a vague silhouette of a woman from behind. Catherine Ford’s anxious heart slightly relaxed, and with an awkward laugh, she said, “What can you make out from this?”

“Exactly, Lewis, you’re just trying to trick us!” Grace Clarke complained.