Stop Panicking! Miss Jacobs will Not Look Back!-Chapter 293: Not a Single Curse Word, Yet Every Word Curses Her
Raine Kane hadn’t been gone for long before she returned carrying a woman.
Florence Sinclair was thrown beside the car, staring furiously at Juliana Jacobs.
"My mom is in emergency care. What gives you the right to grab me?"
Juliana stepped out of the car, removed a shoe, and directly slapped her face with it.
"Juliana, are you insane? Falling out with the Sinclair Family, you..."
Before she could finish, the other side of her face was hit with a sole.
After being hit twice, Florence became somewhat unhinged, covering her face and shrinking back silently.
Only then did Juliana stop, letting out a cold laugh, "I thought you’d be a bit smarter than Isabelle Sinclair, but it turns out you’re not even worth me hitting you with my hand."
Florence bit her lip, her eyes filled with hatred, but trembled and said, "You were bitten by Isabelle yourself, why take it out on me?"
As soon as she spoke, Juliana slapped her mouth with the sole again.
"Do you think your little tricks of using borrowed knives to kill and shifting blame can fool everyone?"
Florence’s lips swelled up, nose bleeding profusely, looking utterly miserable.
Yet, Juliana’s voice grew even colder.
"Using the loss of her daughter to provoke Mrs. Sinclair for your unspeakable goals; to trip me up, you wouldn’t hesitate to kill someone who grew up with you, someone who is technically your sister, do you deserve to be called human?"
Panic flashed in Florence’s heart.
Regarding Isabelle Sinclair’s death, she anticipated Juliana would suspect her.
For this, she had prepared a whole speech, intending to eloquently argue her innocence in front of Elias and win his favor.
Who knew Juliana didn’t play by the rules and started with a vicious beating...
Just as Florence was at a loss on how to end this ordeal, an elevator door in the distance opened with a "ding."
Seeing who stepped out, her eyes lit up.
Florence immediately raised her voice, "Juliana, you’re slandering me! Isabelle was clearly driven to death by you! Her mind was simple, but you tortured her mentally in secret fearing she’d steal Elias..."
"Looks like it was a mistake leaving you with those front teeth."
Juliana raised the shoe again.
This time, however, her wrist was caught mid-air.
She turned around and met Elias Langley’s unreadable gaze.
"Since when did you start solving problems this way?" Elias asked.
Florence, seeing this, leaned weakly against the wall, covering her face and softly sobbing.
"Elias, I swear, Isabelle’s death had nothing to do with me. She was my sister, how could I do something so heinous?"
Seeing her intensify the situation, Juliana coldly sneered and shook off Elias’s hand.
"What, did I hit your sweetheart? Are you heartbroken now?"
However miserable Florence was from being hit, Elias’s gaze didn’t linger on her for a second.
Instead, Juliana’s mocking words made him frown instantly.
"You have no evidence, you’re only giving others a handle to use against you, making your situation worse."
Juliana raised an eyebrow, "Hitting her, at most I’m violating the ’Animal Protection Convention.’"
Florence, "..."
It wasn’t a curse, yet every word was an insult.
Juliana placed the shoe back on the ground, putting it on.
"Elias Langley, the more you care about her, the less I’ll let her go. In the future, if I see her, I’ll hit her. If you’re so compassionate, stay and take good care of this beast."
After speaking, she turned, opened the car door, and sat in the back seat.
Raine saw this, quickly circled to the other side, and slipped into the driver’s seat.
The vehicle started immediately, quickly speeding away, with the taillights soon vanishing around the corner of the parking lot exit.
Elias’s expression remained gloomy, his frown deepening.
And seeing this, Florence on the ground became even weaker.
Now that Juliana was gone, surely he would tenderly pick her up?
Just as Florence was about to cry out in pain, she saw Elias turn his head and instruct Zachary York behind him, "Take her upstairs for treatment."
Juliana looked in the rearview mirror at the slowly disappearing hospital building, and her usually calm emotions began to stir.
"Arrange for some people to guard Summer Shaw’s ward. Besides her attending doctor and nurse, as well as Vance Shaw, no one else is allowed in."
Raine kept her eyes on the road and responded, "Mr. Langley has already arranged that, but... Florence Sinclair is the company representative and the one responsible for Miss Shaw’s surgery, not letting her in... might be impossible."
"I’ll personally discuss it with Auden Hughes," Juliana’s gaze shifted out the window, "Is there any progress on the information about Sebastian Sinclair I asked you to find?"
"Mr. Sinclair... he’s been ill for many years."
"Ill?"
"Yes. His condition has been kept secret from the public; outsiders believe he’s focused on research, but in truth, he’s been recuperating."
Raine paused, lowering her voice a bit.
"I’ve heard an unverified rumor. Over a decade ago, Mr. Sinclair’s research was about to make waves globally, but an unexpected incident occurred. It’s said the final product had issues, and he was hit hard, falling ill ever since."
Hearing this, Juliana fell silent.
Is it related to what he entrusted to me?
No, that’s impossible.
Both he and Mrs. Sinclair are people who place duty above all else. For the bigger picture, for their responsibilities, they can even sacrifice their daughter.
Her existence meant nothing to them.
Juliana quietly mocked herself, her expression returning to its usual cold demeanor.
"Take me to Vivacore Bio."
Raine knew she was going to address the issue of Florence Sinclair’s contact with Summer Shaw, and so turned the steering wheel.
They arrived at the base of Vivacore Bio.
Juliana got out of the car, "I’m not staying on Darroway Street anymore, get me a hotel room."
Raine was momentarily stunned, about to speak to advise otherwise when Juliana’s voice came again, "Go check how much Florence Sinclair’s awards, certificates have to do with her mother."
"You’re going after Mrs. Sinclair?" Raine asked in surprise.
A hint of cold light flashed in Juliana’s eyes, "Since I’ve decided to cut down the tree, these obstructive vines should be cleared first."
With that, she turned and walked into the building.
It was noon, and Auden Hughes was still busy in his office.
The door opened, and footsteps followed.
Auden didn’t raise his head, "Leave it on the table, I’ll eat later."
Yet, there was no response, nor was anything placed down.
He looked up and, upon seeing Juliana, was visibly startled, then a hint of undeniable panic washed over him as he stood up immediately.
"You... why are you here?"
The awkward confession on the ship a few days ago was still fresh in his mind.
Afterward, he realized his impulsiveness and regretted it immensely.
So all matters relating to Summer Shaw were left to Florence Sinclair.
At this moment, Auden didn’t know where to direct his gaze, while Juliana remained calm.
"Inviting Mr. Hughes for lunch, care to join me?"
"Sure... sure."
Auden replied, his fingers unconsciously adjusting his cuffs, trying to hide his nervousness and unease.
Juliana raised an eyebrow, "I didn’t drive."
Auden hurriedly grabbed his keys, "I’ll treat you then."
Juliana got into his Porsche, and the car merged into traffic.
Throughout the ride, no one spoke.
She opened the passenger window, easing the overly quiet atmosphere inside, resting her elbow on the window frame, gazing indifferently outside.
At a red light, the car gradually stopped.
At almost the same time, a Hongqi car also slowly halted in the left lane.
"Mr. Langley, isn’t that her?"
Zachary York casually glanced to the side, a surprised remark slipping out.
In the back seat, Elias Langley shifted his focus from the documents, turning to the right to catch sight of Juliana, sitting relaxed in Auden’s passenger seat.
The man’s gaze instantly darkened.
