Who Cares About Him When I'm Married to the Richest Man?-Chapter 58: Rosalind Comes to Plead

Mason Jacobs hurriedly kissed him softly, gently comforting him, finally coaxing Cecilia Quincy well before he stood up, "I have to keep an eye on the company, be good, you sleep first."

Cecilia Quincy also knew that the company was in big trouble, guessing that perhaps it was because of this that he was under too much psychological pressure and acted so roughly towards her. Suddenly, she felt a bit of heartache and nodded obediently, "Okay, Brother Mason, take care of yourself, don’t overwork."

Mason Jacobs smiled and kissed her forehead, "I know."

As he came out of the bedroom, the smile on his face faded, and he turned to go to the study on the third floor.

This study was one only he could enter. He used the key to unlock the door, then entered the password. It took three passwords to finally open the door.

He turned on the light and walked slowly to the bookshelf, pulled out a very thick folder from the top, and placed it on the desk.

Opening the folder, there were pages of dense materials inside. He read them segment by segment, repeatedly comparing and weighing them, and only after confirming that there was not a single handle left from that year’s incident, did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Yet as he leaned back in the chair, he fell into deeper confusion.

Who exactly is Brandon White? What is his relationship with Elara Hale? And what does it have to do with the incident three years ago...?

If it has nothing to do with the incident three years ago, why is he targeting the Jacobs Corporation?

It was then that Special Assistant Wood sent him an investigation report on Brandon White, with only a few words on it.

"Brandon White, male, 32 years old, top legal graduate from an overseas top 3 school, defended numerous top companies on Wall Street before returning to the country last month, just obtained domestic lawyer qualification, Elara Hale’s case is his first in-charge case in the country."

Mason Jacobs looked at these lines, growing more and more fearful. Such a character, clearly not someone Elara Hale could have gotten to know, why is he helping Elara Hale, what is his motive?

"... What about his family?" Mason Jacobs pondered for a moment, and sent a question over to Special Assistant Wood.

Special Assistant Wood replied very quickly, "No information found on Brandon White’s family."

Mason Jacobs closed his eyes, feeling as if a long-suspended heart had finally died. He could almost confirm that the appearance of Brandon White must be related to that incident.

What does Brandon White know? Or actually, does he know nothing and is just probing the Jacobs family?

Perhaps, he should take the initiative to make an acquaintance with this person, to probe his intentions.

Elara Hale received a call from Rosalind Jacobs the next day, at first, she didn’t want to answer, but Rosalind Jacobs sent her a text message, "Elara Hale, answer the phone, or I will go directly to your company to find you, you know I’ll do it, and I can’t guarantee what will happen then."

Elara Hale sighed, helplessly picking up the call, "Miss Jacobs, what do you want from me?"

Rosalind Jacobs, who was usually overbearing when speaking to her, was like a different person, coldly saying, "Elara Hale, we need to meet, I have something to say to you."

Elara Hale pursed her lips, speaking softly, "Miss Jacobs, we have no relationship whatsoever, I don’t feel obligated to accept your invitation, if that’s what this is." 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"It’s about my brother," Rosalind Jacobs was clearly holding her patience, her voice tense, "Elara Hale, my brother’s not doing well, if anything happens because of you, our Jacobs family won’t let you go. If I were you, considering past ties, I’d offer some help."

Elara Hale couldn’t figure out how she could help Mason Jacobs, nor did she want to.

So, no matter what Rosalind Jacobs said, her response remained the same, "Sorry, Miss Jacobs, I am not obliged to respond to your invitation, and I am very busy at work, if there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up now."

"Wait a minute!" Rosalind Jacobs seemed genuinely afraid she would just hang up, her tone suddenly becoming anxious, with a hint of pleading, "Elara Hale, I really need something from you, only you can help my brother, he’s in a bad spot right now, I must meet with you, please."

Elara Hale felt surprised in her heart.

No one knows Rosalind Jacobs’s temper better than she does, that was a conceited bossy person, especially in front of her, who never saw her as a person. How could she suddenly be so humble to her?

But while Elara Hale was surprised, she couldn’t possibly get involved in the affairs of the Jacobs family again.

So, her words remained the same, "Sorry, I am very busy, I don’t have time."

After speaking, she directly hung up the call.

Originally thinking it was just a small episode, she didn’t expect that at noon, a coworker who had gone for lunch said to her, "Elara, there’s a girl downstairs claiming to be your sister, waiting for you, you should go see."

Sister?

Elara Hale was puzzled, she had no sister, perhaps Esther was in trouble and came to find her?

She hurriedly went downstairs, and upon coming out of the elevator saw Rosalind Jacobs, her face changed, just about to turn back, Rosalind Jacobs had already hurried over, blocking her.

"Elara Hale," Rosalind Jacobs looked at her, appearing somewhat complex, "let’s talk."

Elara Hale amusingly looked at her, "Miss Jacobs, perhaps I didn’t make myself clear enough, I can see, you might indeed be genuinely asking for my help.

Because for a whole three years, you have never spoken so peacefully to me.

But I will say it again, I am not obliged to comply with your demands, I am already divorced from Mason Jacobs, if he needs help, perhaps going to Cecilia Quincy would be more suitable."

Over this period, Rosalind Jacobs had already acquainted herself with Elara Hale’s change, knowing she wasn’t as stupid and cowardly as she imagined, so she wasn’t angered by Elara Hale’s words, she calmly looked at her.

"Elara Hale, my brother took on a loan of six billion, do you know what it means for an individual to carry such a loan? If he can’t repay on time, he will be ruined."

Elara Hale paused for a moment, she didn’t understand commercial operations, and had no concept of what Rosalind Jacobs was talking about, "What does that have to do with me?"

Rosalind Jacobs saw her innocent look, and it irritated her, thinking of how chaotic her family was because of Elara Hale, while Elara Hale knew nothing, she couldn’t help but want to destroy this bitch.

But she’d heard her brother and mother’s conversation, knowing that to break free from this predicament, only Elara Hale could help.

She needed to help her brother out of the crisis, so even if she lost all face, she didn’t care, she had to get Elara Hale to help him through it.

"That lawyer, Brandon White, he’s hellbent on destroying our Jacob family, isn’t he under your instructions?" Rosalind Jacobs coldly looked at Elara Hale, "If you have any conscience left, tell him not to make things hard for my brother, my brother’s on the verge of collapse because of you guys!"