Thousands of Brilliant Stars: You Deserve the Best!-Chapter 75: Long Time No See, My Iris Crawford
Lachlan Wyatt always felt that the Iris Crawford who came back now was too dazzling, yet behind this glamorous facade, he actually felt her vitality slowly diminishing.
The price of being so beautiful and powerful is consuming her inner core.
If one day Jordan Jacobs and Yvonne Jennings truly receive the punishment they deserve, with the hatred that has been supporting Iris Crawford resolved, what will she become?
His gaze gradually deepened, and a thought crossed Lachlan Wyatt’s mind, but he didn’t speak it aloud. He just sat in the far corner of the sofa, watching the people in the office bustling about.
James Chesterton wasn’t wrong when he said that all of these people came to the office after being hurt.
James Chesterton lost his sister, Peach was ostracized for not being accepted by the world, Sarah Shaw was crushed by a wealthy family marriage alliance, Martin Hawthorne seemed to have had a conflict with his family and was expelled from the clan, and as for Patrick Pierce... he suffered some disastrous blow in the entertainment industry.
Deep down, they all have intense obsessions. Although they seem carefree now, Lachlan Wyatt feels that those with obsessions are indeed suffering.
Iris Crawford is no exception.
Noticing Lachlan Wyatt looking at her, Iris Crawford glanced up, accidentally gazing into his deep eyes, shaking her slightly.
No wonder people say Lachlan’s got the charm; even just his face and features are enough to drive naive young girls mad. Sometimes, Iris Crawford finds herself dazed around Lachlan, if not for his unpleasant personality constantly keeping her grounded, she might actually fall for him.
Turning her face away, Iris Crawford glanced at Seraphina Colbert, noticing her also staring at James Chesterton.
Surprised, Iris Crawford leaned over to her ear, "You like Chestnut, huh?"
Seraphina Colbert went pale, "Impossible?"
"Then why are you staring at him?"
Iris Crawford clicked her tongue twice, teasing, "Our Chestnut is so handsome, white face, long legs, he’d surely be an idol in the entertainment industry, liking him is no shame."
"Really not." Hearing Iris Crawford say this, Seraphina Colbert seemed a little anxious, not wanting to be misunderstood and not wanting to drag James Chesterton down.
"You’re overthinking, really not! How about you focus on yourself, did that man harass you after that day?"
Iris Crawford laughed, "Currently fighting a divorce lawsuit, the divorce certificate procedures are completed. Recently, he wouldn’t dare to provoke me."
After all, Jordan Jacobs is the cheating party, and Iris Crawford has gathered all the evidence, making it advantageous in the lawsuit to have Jordan Jacobs leave with nothing.
Leaving with nothing, for someone like Young Master Jacobs, is akin to slapping him hard in the face, letting everyone laugh!
"Recently, the Jacobs Family’s stocks haven’t been doing well, it seems after this incident, there was some fluctuation." Patrick Pierce said while scrolling on his phone, "People in the entertainment industry have been telling me, they’re looking for investments but avoid the Jacobs Family."
That’s good news, upon hearing this, Iris Crawford smiled even more happily, while Dane Rivers was picking food into her bowl, and said, "Iris Crawford, once you’re divorced, are you legally single again?"
Lachlan Wyatt’s eyebrows raised suspiciously.
Iris Crawford said unexpectedly, "Yes." She said this while eating the food picked by Dane Rivers, her crimson lips were charming even when chewing, and Lachlan Wyatt found himself watching her lips for a while before realizing she was eating what Dane Rivers picked. Annoyed, he stood up, grabbed some chopsticks, and randomly fished food from the pot, whatever he caught, he threw directly into Iris Crawford’s bowl.
Iris Crawford’s bowl soon piled up like a small mountain, all fished out by Lachlan Wyatt.
"..." Is it necessary to be so petty?
But she did not refuse, while eating, she asked Dane Rivers, "Why do you say that?"
"I’m just asking, it felt weird before because you were like a married woman."
Thinking about how he once bullied Iris Crawford, Dane Rivers blushed, how did he dare back then, now he absolutely wouldn’t!
"I think you have a thing for Iris Crawford." Martin Hawthorne, always straightforward, pointed out sharply, "But you have to queue up; recently, Hector Sutton just confessed to Iris Crawford."
"Hector confessed to Iris Crawford?"
Dane Rivers bit into a piece of meat, almost scalded, forcefully swallowing the hot meat, mouth agape, puffing out air, "So, did she, did she accept?"
"Dumb?" Iris Crawford rolled her eyes at Dane Rivers, "Do I look like I could accept Hector Sutton?"
"Makes sense..." Dane Rivers muttered to himself, "It has to be a man who can surpass you for you to accept, right."
Saying that he sneaked a glance at Lachlan Wyatt.
A glance.
Tch! Lachlan Wyatt threw the chopsticks, "Look again and I’ll throw your head into the pot to burn!"
Dane Rivers kept quiet.
After all, he used to be the legendary demon king of the Rivers Family, causing trouble everywhere, but ever since Iris Crawford beat him up, he has calmed down a lot. Wonder if Iris Crawford knocked some sense into him.
That evening, the law firm was bustling with activity, while on the other side, the Jacobs Family seemed somewhat lifeless.
Since the scandal was exposed by Iris Crawford, Jordan Jacobs’s reputation in society had plummeted. Although the Jacobs Family’s foundation was stable enough not to collapse, some partners had already adopted a "flee when disaster is near" attitude. After all, who would want a landmine buried in their future path? The divorce had turned into such a spectacle that collaborating with the Jacobs Family equaled becoming an enemy to the Crawford Family, and everyone was considering which family to side with.
Jordan Jacobs had just hung up on a call from a friend, his face full of worry. Recently, the stock price had plummeted, evaporating nearly one billion in market value, which was quite a blow for the Jacobs Family. Thinking of Yvonne Jennings still in the hospital made Jordan feel even more irritated.
But what he didn’t expect was that Yvonne Jennings returned late at night.
He opened the door and saw the frail Yvonne Jennings carrying some bags. "Why didn’t you say anything before coming back?"
"I signed the discharge papers," Yvonne Jennings’s eyes were red, indicating she’d been crying recently. "I’m not staying in the hospital anymore."
"You’re not fully recovered yet." Jordan Jacobs habitually reached out to touch Yvonne Jennings. "Why not stay for a few more days for a checkup..."
"I don’t want you to bear all the pressure alone," Yvonne Jennings rubbed her eyes. Her depression was real; after the incident became public, the public’s sympathy for Iris Crawford’s tragic situation led to severe online abuse for her. However, Yvonne Jennings had built some resilience from her past experiences as a rebel, and she decided to turn all this into hatred. Someday, she would make Iris Crawford taste it too!
Not having let Iris Crawford die back then was truly her biggest oversight...
Yvonne Jennings told Jordan Jacobs, "I’m going to the study to contact someone. Wait for me a bit."
Late at night, a message popped up on someone’s computer monitor. The man sitting in front of the computer smirked. Finally, they took the bait...
The next day, the Jacobs Family received an investment from a multinational corporation, causing a massive turnaround in their situation. From being on the brink of crisis, they suddenly had a powerful capital backing. No one knew why this multinational corporation chose the Jacobs Family and invested such a large amount of money, leaving the circle unsure about which side to take.
Did the Jacobs Family perhaps connect with someone more powerful?
In the office, Jordan Jacobs looked at the man in front of him. "Why did you suddenly choose to help us?"
It seemed that last night Yvonne Jennings made a call and brought back this good news.
The man brushed off nonexistent dust from his suit and smiled, "Just for fun, I didn’t want you guys to fizzle out too quickly."
This game isn’t over yet, Iris Crawford.
Jordan Jacobs frowned. "Have you been in contact with my wife all along?"
"Haha, which wife? The current one, or the ex-wife?"
The man’s response was taunting, "Rest assured, I’m not interested in your current depressed wife. I just like stirring things up. As for you or your wife, I don’t care if you live or die."
Jordan Jacobs’s face changed; why was this man so keen to watch the world burn?
"Oh, and here’s a big gift for you, consider it a little present."
After saying this, the man in the suit turned and left, not giving Jordan Jacobs any face. Twenty minutes after he left, someone called Jordan Jacobs, "Young Master Jacobs... the kidnappers from back then have died in prison!"
Died in prison?
Jordan Jacobs rejoiced; with their deaths, Iris Crawford would be unable to extract testimonies, and this would significantly weaken the evidence chain. Could this be the big gift that man mentioned?
Why did he go to such lengths? What was he up to...?
But the man left so quickly that Jordan Jacobs didn’t stop him to ask. His most urgent problem was easily solved, and now he was at a loss about what to do next. In comparison, Iris Crawford, who received this information, was even more emotionally charged.
"Jordan Jacobs’s company has been invested in?" Iris Crawford was at work, gritting her teeth, and beside her, Leo Langdon poked her, "It’s work time, why are you reading this news..."
"It’s lunch break now!"
Iris Crawford almost tore up the newspaper. She wasn’t angered when Roxanne Young provoked her, or when Yvonne Jennings schemed against her, but seeing the Jacobs Family come back to life, she couldn’t catch her breath!
"Do you want me to help you find out who’s behind the investment?" Leo Langdon saw Iris Crawford’s flushed angry face, quietly stood up, and then darted into the CEO’s office.
Lachlan Wyatt was looking at his phone and raised his head, "What’s up?"
"Miss Crawford seems...upset." Leo Langdon glanced outside, then closed the door, "Maybe something about her ex-husband is making her unhappy. Do you want us to investigate, President Wyatt?"
"You’re quite perceptive," Lachlan Wyatt said unexpectedly. "You’re even thinking about these things."
But he already knew, even before Iris Crawford. The moment that man returned to the country, Lachlan Wyatt had guessed he was going to take action.
"No need to investigate, perhaps tonight," Lachlan Wyatt looked up, his gaze cold, "he will show up on his own."
Meanwhile, someone was weaving through a bustling crowd, looking up at the tall company building ahead and curling their lips into a smile.
Iris Crawford, I’ve arrived.
