Thousands of Brilliant Stars: You Deserve the Best!-Chapter 60: Was It Lachlan Wyatt Back Then?

Depression?

Those three words are indeed a powerful weapon. Iris Crawford sneered. The ones who truly deserve sympathy are those who suffer from depression due to unbearable pain, not people like Yvonne Jennings who did bad things and ended up being harassed online and got depression.

So her having depression now won’t earn her any sympathy at all!

However, when outsiders heard that Yvonne Jennings was depressed, some of them started to change their tune.

"Why make things difficult for another woman? She’s already depressed—are you really only going to be satisfied if she dies?"

"Exactly, what if she was deceived into being a mistress?"

Iris Crawford sneered as she looked at the comments online. The mob is easily swayed; as soon as the wind changes direction, their opinions shift with it.

Sitting in the base, Iris exuded a cold aura; the last time the atmosphere was this tense was when Lachlan Wyatt lost his temper. Sarah Shaw sensed that Iris was angry and said to her, "Birdie, I can ask my brother to help suppress these messages..."

If the mob’s opinions can be easily changed, then why not have them change the trend too?

Iris shook her head and said, "I don’t want to always rely on you guys. I have a solution for this matter."

Sarah blinked, "But the outside is talking like we’re oppressing Yvonne, that mistress!"

Clearly, she has reaped what she sowed, yet she shamelessly uses depression to bleach herself clean!

Depression is not something to be used to clean up her image!

"The Jacobs family stock has fallen—surely it’s my brother’s handy work. Right now, it’s the time when the Jacobs family needs help." Iris blinked, "I’ll notify people in the circle. When Jordan Jacobs looks to find someone to get through this ordeal? No way!"

She has decided to use the Crawford Family to fight against the Jacobs Family!

But the Jacobs family is one of the top wealthy families; they should be able to get through this turmoil...

Hearing Iris say this, Sarah sighed, "Since you’ve said all that, then what do we do about these rumors online?"

"Let them be," Iris glanced at her phone, with a hint of a smile on her lips, "just wait for the right moment."

A moment?

Sarah looked at James Chesterton in confusion, and James also shook his head.

Only Lachlan Wyatt, who had been sitting quietly to the side, smiled meaningfully.

At two o’clock that night, Iris was still awake, applying a face mask while checking her financial products. Over the years, she’s made quite a few investments, some profitable, some not, but overall she’s made money. No wonder Peach often calls her a little rich lady. This time, the rich lady Iris was waiting with her legs crossed for a certain someone to contact her first.

Sure enough, a call came in.

Iris smiled and answered the phone. The voice on the other side was breathless, "Where are you?"

With those three words, Iris knew the fish had taken the bait.

She chuckled lightly, "Why choose the middle of the night to call me? Could it be that you also have a sleepless night? Are you here to beg me?"

"Yvonne is hospitalized due to depression these days," surprisingly, it was Jordan Jacobs. He said to Iris, "What exactly do you want? Causing such an upheaval, making it so no one can save face—are you happy now?"

"Yes, very happy."

In others’ eyes, Iris appeared like a lunatic. If she weren’t good-looking, she would definitely be seen as a big villain. She held up her phone and said, "Seeing you all unable to sleep just makes me happy. Jordan Jacobs, you’ve been sleeping soundly for two years, thinking you’d be at ease after I died, yet you didn’t expect today to come, did you?"

"Let’s meet up and talk." Jordan took a deep breath and said to Iris, "State your terms; let’s negotiate—let’s meet up and talk, Iris!"

Iris felt a tinge of nostalgia. Once, she had deeply loved this man, yet now they were so estranged.

She looked down and said to Jordan, "Report the location, where shall we meet?"

Jordan seemed a bit surprised, "You’re actually willing to talk to me this time? You used to refuse any communication."

"Yes. Let’s talk about the deal, talk about money; maybe if you pay enough, I’ll let it go." Iris looked at the ceiling and suddenly laughed at herself, "Incidentally, it’s also a farewell to all the love we had in the past. We’re no longer the people we were to each other."

Jordan Jacobs, it’s not just you who has changed, I also have.

It seems that I don’t love you at all anymore.

That night, Iris went out. In the bedroom, Lachlan Wyatt heard the movement. He frowned and got up. The man did not turn on the light, feeling his way to the living room. He looked out into the garden, watching Iris drive away, her silhouette fading into the darkness, his eyes narrowing.

So late at night...to see who exactly?

Lachlan felt uneasy and called James Chesterton, waking him up, and coldly said, "Check the surveillance footage and locate Iris’s car; she just went out in the middle of the night."

James rubbed his eyes, feeling that he could hardly support this living Buddha, "Your hacking skills are about to surpass mine, why on earth do you need to bother me in the middle of the night?"

Lachlan was displeased, though he couldn’t say why.

Since the day he said something to Iris, he always felt her gaze turn cold.

That one sentence, "I can’t give you anything but money," seemed to directly alter Iris’s attitude toward him.

Unhappy, very unhappy, extremely unhappy!

"Because I don’t want to track this woman personally," Lachlan Wyatt said impatiently after a moment, "Get up and track her on your computer now."

"If you don’t want to, then don’t do it," James Chesterton turned over, "The whole city is full of your spies, you’d find her faster than I would, and yet you’re telling me to do overtime."

"I’ll pay," Lachlan said flatly, "Will you do it?"

James quickly sat up in bed, crawled over to his computer, and turned it on, "I’ll investigate for you right now!"

Five minutes later, James even pulled up the call records, which showed how much he wanted to squeeze money out of Lachlan, "Someone called Iris Crawford in the middle of the night, making her leave, guess who it was?"

Who was it? Lachlan half-closed his beautiful eyes, saying coldly, "Patrick Pierce? Or Hector Sutton?"

"Neither," James said to Lachlan, "Jordan Jacobs, Birdie’s ex-husband."

Lachlan’s face suddenly turned icy!

Going to find Jordan Jacobs at night?

Wasn’t this woman always saying she would never forgive Jordan? He thought her determination was strong! Who would have thought just one phone call from Jordan in the middle of the night, and she would run out, could she have softened?

Lachlan cleared his throat, "Once she stops the car, give me the address."

He wanted to see what this couple, who had already signed the divorce papers, was doing at night that needed to be kept secret!

Iris drove all the way to the place Jordan mentioned, a quiet and niche bar. When she walked in, Jordan was drinking at the bar. A female singer was performing with a guitar, her voice hoarse and lonely as if she had experienced many things. She sang and played without looking up as someone entered.

However, Jordan looked up from the bar and saw Iris. He said, "You finally came."

Iris didn’t speak, and after pulling out a chair and sitting down a bit away, Jordan said, "I thought you would stand me up, what drink will you have?"

Iris said coldly, "No drinks, just a glass of milk."

Jordan’s expression changed, "You drove here?"

"Yeah."

"Back then, you couldn’t even pass the second driving test..." Jordan, perhaps due to a memory lapse, started reminiscing, "Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, you would drive yourself."

Iris rolled her eyes, "There are a lot of things you don’t know."

"..." This woman truly felt no nostalgia at all!

Jordan noticed that even though Iris came to see him, she sat quite far away, so he moved closer, sitting on the stool nearest to her, and said, "Why did you make such a fuss over recent matters?"

Making it public, wasn’t she afraid of embarrassing herself too?

To drag them down, she didn’t even care about her reputation?

Iris tucked her hair behind her ear, her profile charming and elegant, "Shouldn’t you be asking yourself, what you sow is what you reap."

If back then they hadn’t kept pushing her, if he had chosen her, wouldn’t everything have been different?

Jordan didn’t dare to think about it, because the harm had already been done.

The Iris now, returning for revenge, shone so brightly, like a new star on the rise, burning with her life’s energy just to get back at him.

"You resent me, what can I do to let you vent your resentment?"

Jordan moved a bit closer again, which instinctively made Iris lean back, "It’s simple, just have your family ruined."

"Iris!"

Jordan cried out Iris’s name in pain, "Do you truly not remember our past together? We were once married, even though we signed the divorce agreement... Have you thought about how embarrassing it is for both our families if we continue this way? We still have our parents and elders, how bad would it look for them to see us like this?"

"If you thought it looked bad, then shouldn’t have been with a mistress in the first place," Iris laughed, "If you want to ask me how to resolve it, then pay up, until I’m satisfied."

For Iris, money is the only way to compensate for her anger. She doesn’t lack money, but she understands its importance; only by taking away something equally important from them can she feel slightly appeased.

"How did you become like this!"

Jordan grabbed Iris’s shoulders, "Was it Lachlan who led you astray? Did he brainwash you, did he make you into such an unreasonable person!"

After saying this, Jordan pulled Iris off the chair, "Come back with me, come back to the Jacobs Family with me, Iris, my parents still like you a lot, and they were also very pained when you were in trouble back then. Now that they know you are alive, they are both relieved and happy, come back to the Jacobs Family, don’t stay with Lachlan anymore!"

It must be Lachlan, Lachlan who turned his woman into such a distant and cruel evil femme!

Jordan gritted his teeth, staring at Iris’s fair and cold face, feeling like he had been deceived, this beautiful and strong woman should have been his wife, now she’s with Lachlan every day, what is that! Could the kidnapping case back then be set up by Lachlan... Lachlan planned it to take Iris away!

Even with the divorce papers signed, only by bringing up his own parents can he make Iris soften a bit, after all, his parents were extremely kind to Iris, which was one of the reasons why Iris was willing to swallow her anger back then...

But Iris unexpectedly slapped away Jordan’s hand without even thinking, "If you came to apologize or make peace, I suggest you put on a better attitude!"

Jordan clenched his hand, "Why won’t you come back? The outside world is already calling me a murderer, you should be satisfied, right! I’ve taken it all, Iris, what more do you want me to give up! Did being with Lachlan lead you astray!"

"Yes." It wasn’t Iris who answered him.

It was Lachlan who walked in from the doorway, his demeanour as cold and fierce as a king.