Stop Panicking! Miss Jacobs will Not Look Back!-Chapter 307: That Best Friend Is Helena Sinclair
Butler Rhodes kept his polite smile, his tone respectful yet leaving no room for deeper inquiry.
"Second Miss has been considerate. Over the years, Sir and Madam have harbored guilt over Miss’s disappearance. Sir is bedridden most of the time, and Madam’s personality has drastically changed. Intentionally evoking past events might only bring sadness, which is detrimental to their well-being. I believe what they need is not a triggering memory but rather to let go."
Florence Sinclair’s face immediately showed a perfectly timed realization.
"Uncle Rhodes, you’re right. I overlooked this aspect, only thinking about making Mother happy and forgetting this concern."
Butler Rhodes nodded, "Knowing Second Miss is so filial, Madam would certainly be pleased."
After finishing his words, he continued on his way.
Watching his figure disappear down the corridor, the warmth in Florence Sinclair’s eyes suddenly faded, leaving only a cold and sinister glint.
The old man surely is tight-lipped.
Either confirm Juliana Jacobs’ relationship with Sebastian Sinclair, using Dylan Paxton’s hand to remove Juliana, or there’s another path for her...
Florence Sinclair closed the door, picked up her phone, and sent a message. It wasn’t long before she received a reply.
"As far as I know, Samuel Paxton has sadistic tendencies towards a certain type of woman. This is your chance to use Samuel as your tool, do I need to teach you anything else?"
Florence Sinclair held her phone, her eyes darkening for a moment.
Still need to find Samuel Paxton?
...
On the other side, Sean Paxton hung up the phone and turned to look at his wife.
"Madam, whether I can make a comeback depends on you."
Mrs. Paxton was busy packing his luggage, her back aching from the effort.
"You’re letting Florence Sinclair go find your illegitimate uncle. Even if you manage to get your hands on what your granduncle has been pining for, it will be your uncle’s doing, and won’t have anything to do with you. Why bother looking at me?"
Sean Paxton chuckled.
"Madam, that’s quite the assumption. Although Samuel Paxton acts unruly and without regard for rules, Juliana Jacobs has Elias Langley backing her. Samuel is no match for Elias. Right now is a perfect time to leverage this power. Once Samuel, who is a major threat, is removed, Granduncle will naturally realize his past decisions were flawed, and I will be reinstated."
Mrs. Paxton rubbed her aching back.
"What makes you think you’ll end up bested by Elias Langley again? Wasn’t it Juliana Jacobs who caused you trouble?"
Sean Paxton wore a dismissive expression, "What capabilities does that woman have? Currently, the only use for her is to incite a conflict between Samuel and Elias. Now that Sebastian Sinclair is recovered, I not only want to use Elias’s hand to remove Samuel but also use him to find what Granduncle has longed for all these years. This merit will solidify my rightful place as the heir to the Paxton Family."
Mrs. Paxton lowered her head in thought, not responding to him.
Sean Paxton’s voice turned more piercing, "You should quickly get close to Juliana, win her trust. Florence Sinclair is a useless tool meant only for dealing with Samuel, while your task is to uncover the true relationship between Juliana and Sebastian Sinclair. Only then can I be summoned back swiftly."
...
The next day, Juliana Jacobs woke up later than usual.
When she woke, the side next to her was already empty.
As she sat at the dining table, the butler served her wild matsutake porridge.
Juliana took a few bites, but the more she ate, the more nauseous she felt. So she said nothing, and didn’t finish the meal. Instead, she brought Raine Kane to the office.
But after working only half a day, she was exhausted.
Caleb Shaw noticed her poor complexion and said, "You should rest. I’ve got this under control."
Yet Juliana rubbed her weary temples, "The Innovation Hub was just established, with so many things pressing, and I feel uneasy letting you handle it all alone."
Caleb Shaw smiled, "I’m staying until Summer Shaw completes her heart transplant surgery. Managing the company is part of my responsibility, and the progress of R&D hasn’t been affected. You have nothing to feel awkward about. As a shareholder, you should pay more attention to your health. If you’re fatigued and experiencing loss of appetite, go get a check-up at the hospital."
Juliana thought she wasn’t someone who’s fragile, and didn’t see the necessity for a hospital check-up, but she still decided to take Caleb’s advice and rest for half the day in the afternoon.
However, if she went back to Darroway Street now, the butler would definitely find it odd, and it might unnecessarily alert Elias Langley.
So she decided to have lunch at a nearby mall instead.
It was peak lunch hour, but fortunately, Raine Kane had reserved a table for her.
Just as she was about to enter the elevator to the third floor, there came a commotion from the lobby behind her.
She turned back to look and saw a woman fainted on the floor.
Catching a glimpse of the woman’s face, she was momentarily surprised, then turned and walked toward her.
Mrs. Paxton was being helped up by security. Upon seeing her, a pale but smiling face greeted her.
"Mrs. Langley, what a coincidence meeting you here."
Juliana Jacobs didn’t immediately go to assist her but said flatly, "Fainting right behind me, what a coincidence indeed?"
Mrs. Paxton was momentarily embarrassed, lowering her voice, "I saw you at the entrance and wanted to catch up to greet you, but didn’t expect my hypoglycemia to act up."
She had actually followed her all the way from Science City.
"Oh, is that so."
Juliana didn’t care much about the truth, and signaled Raine Kane with a look.
Raine Kane stepped up to help support her.
The security, seeing they knew each other, left the two to it.
"I was heading to lunch. If Mrs. Paxton is free, you’re welcome to join me."
"Yes... Yes, please."
Mrs. Paxton’s face lit up with joy.
At the restaurant, Juliana had the kitchen prepare a rush order of osmanthus rice cakes.
After a few bites, Mrs. Paxton’s color improved significantly, and the two ordered some other dishes separately.
"Thank you for your care, Mrs. Langley. Let me cover the bill today."
"No need," Juliana’s tone remained aloof, "we’re not that acquainted, but since your husband and mine are colleagues, I couldn’t just ignore you. I already planned to eat here, so please don’t feel obliged."
Juliana was implying she should get to the point, but Mrs. Paxton replied, "You can call me Felicity, because my name is Felicity."
Juliana looked at her for two seconds, then withdrew her gaze, "Our relationship isn’t quite there yet to justify such familiarity."
Realizing her concern, Mrs. Paxton sighed, "I just sent Sean off this morning. He used to be so full of life, but now he’s utterly despondent. I’m dreading going home now, because... it’s so cold and empty."
Juliana smiled faintly, "It was Dylan Paxton who transferred him. Perhaps the elders wish to give him more experience; there’s no need for you to worry excessively."
Mrs. Paxton detected her continued stern attitude toward Sean and shifted the conversation.
"You’re probably right. It’s just that I’ve never had many friends since I was young. With my husband gone, I don’t know who to confide in. Back then, I had a close friend who I shared everything with. I used to love making ornaments from mango pits, but my body betrayed me as I was allergic to mango. She would always eat the fruit flesh clean, leaving her face covered in juice—it was both adorable and heart-wrenching."
While sharing these, Mrs. Paxton never took her eyes off Juliana’s face.
Because that dear friend was Helena Sinclair.
