Stop Panicking! Miss Jacobs will Not Look Back!-Chapter 158: Personally Cutting Off Her Suitors Before Getting the Divorce Certificate (Part 1)
Stella hastily denied, "It wasn’t me, it was Isaac Grant who had someone do it. This isn’t the first time he’s done such a thing."
Evan Grant’s face showed no emotion, but his voice had softened significantly, "Let’s eat first."
Mrs. Young brought over a bottle of red wine, "President Grant, shall I open it?"
Evan Grant nodded.
Mrs. Young brought two glasses and poured wine for them both.
Stella was just a bit surprised when she heard Evan Grant say, "Isaac Grant left your fingerprints there as his backup plan, fearing that Juliana Jacobs could clear her name and shift the blame onto you. Do you see now that you’ve been tricked?"
He hadn’t mentioned it, and Stella hadn’t thought about it in that way.
As soon as he mentioned it, it instantly made sense.
Evan Grant continued, "I promised my father to take care of you, and I won’t go back on my word. Stay here for now, and I’ll think of how to help you through this."
She felt extremely touched, just as she was about to speak, Evan Grant picked up the wine glass.
"Take a sip and relax, and then we’ll talk."
It was unclear whether it was the wine, or Evan Grant’s gentle smile that had too much of an impact on her.
Stella felt a bit dizzy and heat flared up throughout her body, and gradually she lost consciousness.
Evan Grant put down his wine glass, an untouched chill in his eyes.
Mrs. Young led in a man whose face was bloodless and asked, "Do you remember what you’ve been told?"
The man nodded, "You’ve paid enough, I’ll ensure your satisfaction."
Saying this, he picked Stella up and carried her away.
"President Grant." Mrs. Young bowed her head slightly.
Evan Grant swirled the wine glass, "You should leave too, go abroad, stay away from all this to avoid trouble."
Tears welled up in Mrs. Young’s eyes as she nodded, "President Grant, if you still love Miss Jacobs, please let her go."
The night was hazy, and Evan Grant fell into silence.
The next day, Stella awoke in the bedroom.
Naked, covered in marks, and with pain in certain areas, even with no memory, her body’s sensations made her fully aware of what had transpired.
At that moment, Evan Grant emerged from the bathroom in a bathrobe.
Stella hurriedly covered herself.
Evan Grant’s eyes darkened slightly, "Why cover up? All’s been seen, get dressed and come out."
Did they sleep together last night?
Stella could hardly believe it.
She dressed neatly and walked out of the room; Evan Grant was already dressed in a suit, sitting on the balcony drinking coffee.
"I’m sorry, brother, I don’t know what happened last night."
Evan Grant didn’t look at her, "I don’t mind being with you."
Stella looked at him in surprise.
"But there’s nothing I can give you right now," Evan Grant said.
Stella quickly squatted down beside him, "As long as I can be with you, I don’t care about anything else."
Evan Grant smiled slightly and stood up.
"Isaac Grant won’t spare me. He’s found backing now; I can’t outmatch him. Enjoy happiness while you can. My promise to my father, I’ll keep fulfilling it as long as I can."
With that said, he turned and walked away.
Stella clenched her fingers tightly.
Does this mean she’s truly gotten what she wanted?
No, this isn’t real.
Just then, her phone rang.
Only Isaac Grant and George Grant knew this number.
She answered, and Isaac Grant’s voice came through, "Where have you gone?"
Stella’s voice was no longer humble, "Somewhere safe, where the police can’t find me for now."
"Don’t be so sensitive. I’m just concerned about you."
Stella laughed, "You embezzled money from the group for contributions, yet you still couldn’t achieve what you wanted. I’m more afraid of being free than you, so don’t worry about me; you should think about what to do yourself."
After saying that, she hung up the phone.
It’s not hard to find out who Isaac Grant’s backing is for Evan Grant, but she’s not sure if this man is sincere towards her, so she needs to test him more.
But below hurts too much; brother is so rough. She needs to rest for a few days.
On the other end, it was the first time Isaac Grant was defied by her, so angry he almost smashed the phone.
George Grant advised, "I think she’s right. Ryan Warner is still asking you to invest money to expand the lab; you need to respond to him today."
...
When Juliana Jacobs arrived at Aetherflame’s office, she was stunned by the room filled with roses.
Summer stood waiting at the desk.
"So many flowers, they’re almost pushing you out. How do we handle this?"
Juliana instinctively asked, "Are they from Elias Langley?"
Summer took a card from a bouquet and handed it to her, "My Lucky Water worked. You managed to woo both uncle and nephew."
So these flowers were... from Jared Langley!
Juliana put down the card and took a deep breath.
Summer reminded her, "No matter how many boyfriends you have, I’ll support you. But this, don’t let Evan Grant find out, or if he’s provoked and doesn’t divorce you..."
At this, Juliana frowned and looked at her.
Summer paused, slapped her own mouth, "He’ll divorce, he’ll divorce, he definitely will. Um... about you and Elias Langley, are you just keeping him on a string?"
Juliana stood by the window, took a deep breath, suppressing the sadness in her heart, and said, "Summer, you know I’ve been afraid of relationships since Evan Grant. I thought all night... Elias Langley is too good, and his wife must be no less. I have no parents, and I’m ordinary. Why would he give up another woman for me..."
"Stop talking..." Summer approached and gently hugged her, "I understand, I really do. I only wanted to match you two so that there would be someone sincere to help you when you needed. If Elias Langley isn’t suitable, then forget it, I just want you happy, not sad."
Along the way, it’s good to have a close friend who understands her.
...
Juliana called Jared Langley, intending to clear things up.
But Jared Langley didn’t answer her calls or return her messages.
Yet the flowers were delivered unfailingly to her office every morning.
Unless she cleared them out before the end of the day, her office would be submerged in floral seas the next morning.
A few days later, Juliana got angry and complained to the florist.
Finally, a call from Jared Langley came.
"All those roses didn’t soften you a bit?" he teased.
"What does not answering mean? Forced deliveries?" Juliana asked.
Jared Langley laughed, his voice carrying a hint of laziness, "No, I was on a business trip. Without being able to see you in person after taking your call, I preferred not to answer."
Juliana was speechless at his excuse, "Stop sending the flowers."
"Dinner at six, and there will be no more flowers," Jared Langley said.
Juliana didn’t refuse, and after hanging up, Jared immediately instructed Ben Hayes to book a restaurant.
At five in the afternoon, he took a shower in the lounge, changed his outfit, and was spiritedly getting ready to head out.
As he opened the door, Victor Langley and his wife happened to reach the doorway.
When a person harbors romantic feelings, their aura changes.
This was something Leona Sheridan was particularly sensitive to.
"Son, where are you off to?" she asked with a smile, scrutinizing him.
Jared Langley just smiled and replied with two words, "Social function."
Leona Sheridan looked somewhat surprised at her husband, "I just asked Ben Hayes— you don’t have any official engagements tonight, so I invited Miss Caldwell over for dinner. If your meeting is with friends, cancel it."
Jared Langley frowned, "Mom, how could that be? Socializing with friends is also a part of networking."
Leona Sheridan squeezed her husband’s arm, and Victor Langley spoke firmly, "Your uncle will also come; no one can be absent tonight."
With that, they walked away.
Jared Langley stood alone at the office door, feeling stifled with nowhere to vent.
...
The Valeron Restaurant.
Juliana Jacobs had just arrived at the entrance when she received a message from Jared Langley.
He had something urgent and couldn’t make it.
A mixture of being toyed with and disappointment silently crept over her heart.
She prepared to call him, but as she turned around, she suddenly saw Stella also approaching the restaurant.
And Stella clearly noticed her too, her lips curling into a provocative smile as she approached.
