Chapter 181: Chapter 181: The Eldest Young Master Law, Dominantly Protects His Wife!

Who is Adrian Law?

Ever since he took over The Law Group, he’s always been the myth that dominates the business world!

A man this cold and ethereal, as if an immortal above all mortals, actually slapped a woman himself!

And that woman is Chloe Alden, the precious daughter of Stellerton’s top official!

Unless it’s a fight to the death, Adrian Law has never once raised his hand against a woman, but today, he broke his rule!

All because Chloe Alden insulted his wife!

How could he bear it?!

...

Everyone was instantly stunned out of their wits!

Chloe herself was shocked too, with a burning pain at the corner of her mouth—Adrian Law’s slap clearly didn’t hold back in the slightest just because she was a woman. Blood immediately trickled from her lips.

She dumbfoundedly tilted her face up, gazing in disbelief at the man before her whose eyes were icy cold and grim as the King of Hell.

"Young Master Law... you actually hit me over some slut?"

What did she say that was wrong?!

Cecilia Vaughn was some woman countless men had sullied; God knows how dirty she is. She only told Adrian out of good intentions! Wasn’t it to help him see clearly?!

Adrian Law suddenly leaned in, the chill and intimidation radiating from him making Chloe Alden shiver involuntarily, her cheeks also flushing a bit against her will.

This man really was too handsome—even now, with such indifference, he still made Chloe’s heart skip a beat.

"Y...Young Master Law..."

Adrian Law’s lips pressed into a thin line, as a biting coldness gradually emerged on his handsome face.

"Miss Alden, mind your words and actions. If I ever hear you call my wife such names again, I don’t mind making sure you never open your mouth for the rest of your life!"

What an arrogant tone!

Everyone on the scene shivered, images of getting their tongues cut off flashing through their minds at the same moment.

...

Was this a threat to her?!

Confronted with Adrian Law’s startling warning, Chloe’s hand began shaking uncontrollably.

Why did Adrian Law keep calling her "my wife" so assertively?!

Even Tyson Law and Fiona Vaughn standing nearby were visibly stunned.

Could it be that Cecilia Vaughn really registered her marriage with Adrian Law?...

Tyson Law felt a mess of emotions, unable to describe exactly how he felt—only a bitterness and sourness flooding his heart.

But Chloe Alden suddenly shrieked, shaking her head in hysterical denial, streaks of blood sliding from her lips.

"Young Master Law, are you crazy?"

"Cecilia Vaughn is just a woman your own brother didn’t want. The Vaughn Family already refused to acknowledge a daughter as venomous as her, and you’re still marrying someone rejected by Tyson? Aren’t you afraid the world will laugh at you?"

Cecilia’s heart ached—not because Chloe called her a cast-off no one wanted, but because the fact that two brothers loved the same woman would look bad for Adrian Law’s reputation.

Because of her, how much social scorn and how many vicious rumors would Adrian have to endure?

As if sensing Cecilia’s unease, Adrian Law all of a sudden gripped her hand tightly—his palm dry and warm, making her inexplicably calm.

His expression faint, he glanced mockingly at the frenzied Chloe Alden, then shifted his gaze toward Tyson Law not far away.

"Some people insist on mistaking fool’s gold for pearls, yet ignore the real gold right in front of them. I should thank you all for your blindness, for letting me marry Cecilia."

Tyson was instantly speechless—did he just call him blind?

Fiona, standing beside Tyson, was visibly trembling with anger. Was Adrian Law really calling her the "fool’s gold" no one valued?

Tears welled in Fiona’s beautiful eyes, her every word stained with blood and pain.

"Mr. Law, what exactly did my sister say to you to put you under such a spell? Is she really that good to you?"

Adrian Law didn’t even glance at Fiona, pulling Cecilia into his arms, cherishing her like a prized jewel.

"Cecilia’s goodness is all that matters to me. What’s it got to do with any of you?!"

How domineering!

The people who heard Adrian Law’s words were all so shocked their jaws nearly hit the floor.

A woman who’d been rejected and then mysteriously disappeared from Stellerton University for three years, yet Adrian Law treasured her like his own eyes!

This kind of fierce love and protection made every woman present burn with envy.

And the dull ache in Cecilia’s heart was quietly soothed, little by little.

But all those long-buried memories surged up again—especially since Chloe Alden brought up the tragedy from three years ago. She simply couldn’t let go.

Cecilia gently tugged Adrian Law’s arm.

"Adrian, I’m a little tired. Let’s go home..."

Adrian looked down, heart aching for his little wife,—her almond eyes looking a little weary, clearly exhausted.

Tonight’s engagement party definitely had too much drama...

Adrian Law swept a cold gaze over the crowd, his voice as chilly as ice.

"Everything that happened today, you’re all witnesses. Anything that shouldn’t appear in the media—I hope you all think hard before you act!"

"If I catch anyone slandering or spreading rumors, Mr. Law won’t mind seeing you in court!"

Adrian Law’s words were steeped in an air of menace and power—who would dare provoke this tiger?

Hearing his words, Cecilia Vaughn was reminded of something important.

She gently slipped her hand from Adrian’s, walking slowly over to Tyson Law and Fiona Vaughn, who stood shoulder to shoulder.

"Sister, brother-in-law, today’s a big day for you both. There’s still a gift I haven’t given. If I don’t hand it over before I leave, it would be such a pity—so let’s open it right now."

What did Cecilia mean by that?

A surge of dread rose in Fiona’s heart. She looked up, wary and tense.

"Sister, n-no need..."

"Too late."

Cecilia’s tone was calm, indifferent. In the next moment, the giant LED screen in the hall suddenly lit up, revealing Fiona and a female host from Lychee TV.

The two of them were clearly in a private café.

"Miss Fiona, you want me to help you slander the late Mrs. Vaughn? Wendy Sutton was Stellerton’s number one socialite back then—this really isn’t proper, is it?"

Although Fiona’s figure on the screen was a bit blurry, it was still recognizably her. Her voice was unmistakable.

She pushed a card toward the Lychee TV host.

"Ms. Lynch, two hundred thousand. Are you in? Those photos aren’t even fake. My father only took her along for business back then. Half true, half false—who can say you’re wronging her?"

...

The conversation continued on the screen, while chaos erupted below.

Fiona’s face went deathly pale, and she screamed sharply.

"No, this isn’t real! Turn it off! All of you, turn it off!"

But Cecilia was beyond caring about any of that now.

From the very start, what she hated most was how Fiona and Tyson used her late mother to wash themselves clean. Releasing the evidence now was just letting them reap what they’d sown.

Feeling a little tired, she slipped her arm around Adrian Law’s, her voice soft and detached.

"Adrian, let’s go..."

"Okay."

Adrian held her protectively, swiftly escorting her out. Before leaving the hotel, he shot Wyatt Law a meaningful look.

Heh, he had a big surprise for them too—and he hadn’t even delivered it yet.