Isaac Sinclair was at ho resting today, reading the semi-annual summary report submitted by the subsidiaries of the group when the study door was slamd open.
He saw June Ewing rush in, panic-stricken.
Furrowing his brows, he put the docunt down and asked, "What’s happened?"
June Ewing, eyes brimming with tears, clutched his arm, blood drained from her face.
Her long eyelashes cast two trembling shadows on her pale face.
Her voice was soft, tinged with a hint of plea, "Radiance Beauty Spa is going to be raided by the police, Isaac, only you can help now, will you help ?"
Isaac Sinclair looked at her in that state and his heart softened.
His brows relaxed, his gaze beca gentler, and he grasped her hand, "Don’t worry, explain clearly, how could Radiance Beauty Spa suddenly be targeted for closure? Is soone targeting it secretly again?"
June Ewing thought, it’s already co to this, there’s no need to hide it any longer.
He’d have to find out sooner or later.
Now, it’s better to take the initiative.
After weighing it in her mind, tears flowed from June’s eyes, soaking his hand, "Radiance Beauty Spa... was reported for being involved in an underground prostitution ring, and the police have already co to investigate..."
"What?!"
Isaac Sinclair’s eyes widened in anger, his whole body as if struck by lightning, frozen in place.
He looked at her in disbelief, his voice echoing loudly in the study, "Prostitution? Radiance Beauty Spa is involved in prostitution?!"
Listening to the anger in his tone, June felt calm inside; she had anticipated his reaction when she ca up.
Yet her face still bore the fragile look of porcelain, her legs gave out, and she sat on the ground, head tilted up, crying.
"I didn’t want to do it either, didn’t want to. I opened this beauty spa just so my life wouldn’t be so tight, so I wouldn’t have to hesitate for so long to buy a bag.
You know I ca from a debutante training class, and when Claudia Reid and Beatrice Whitlock found out I was opening a shop, they ca to suggest it. At first, I refused; I’m at this age,
living happily, running this beauty spa without any worries, it wasn’t worth risking my future. But when they saw they couldn’t convince , they began to threaten ,
saying if I didn’t agree, they’d destroy by any ans, even harm my son, and pull the entire Sterling Family into hell. You and my son are my pillar of support,
how could I allow them to do that? But they pushed too hard, I really had no choice but to agree.
Isaac, will you forgive ? Please? I truly know it was wrong, and I beg you to help , I really don’t want to go to jail, I’m begging you."
Her words were drenched in tears, filled with grievances and helplessness over the years.
Back then, Isaac Sinclair broke up with her because he found out she ca from a debutante training class, thinking she had ulterior motives, plus she was discovered by Rhonda Garrison.
Claudia Reid and Beatrice Whitlock, he had also heard about from June.
Isaac quickly contemplated in his mind, the police had already raided Radiance Beauty Spa, trying to suppress this won’t work, it’s bound to beco big news!
At that ti, the reputation of The Sinclair Group and the Sterling Family will certainly be affected.
Back then, when he brought June and her son back, The Sinclair Group’s stock evaporated tens of millions, even billions overnight.
He couldn’t even imagine what The Sinclair Group would face this ti.
Thinking of this, he shook his hand off her, stood up angrily and said, "For such a big matter, why didn’t you tell earlier? How capable can those two be, can they overturn the heavens? Now you want to help? How am I supposed to help you? Ah? I’m going to beco the laughing stock of the entire elite circle in Imperial City! You still want to help you? Who will help ?
Who can help restore the Sterling Family’s reputation, the company’s honor and benefits? June Ewing, you’ve really brought disaster upon !"
June, pushed by him, staggered, and used her palm to steady herself, the slight friction bringing delicate pain.
Underneath her hair, her eyes contained a storm.
Sure enough.
At such a ti, he only valued the family’s and the enterprise’s interests.
Despite knowing it would co to this, June still felt stifled, as if her heart and lungs were injected with air, every breath bringing imnse pain.
She had been with him for over ten years, even bore a son for him.
And yet he could so easily discard her.
How laughable, how pathetic.
No matter, she still had a trump card.
How would it matter if this matter ca out as long as Sienna Monroe and she were on the sa boat? Even if she went in now, it didn’t matter.
Since Isaac wasn’t willing to protect her, there was no need to cry and irritate him further.
Now, the only thing she could use was the last card of emotion.
To ensure Caleb’s future life and treatnt wouldn’t be affected by this.
She slumped her shoulders, the slender neck ford a fragile arc, her tear-soaked eyes looked like they were cloaked in misty glass, her body began to tremble.
A dry mutter escaped her throat, "It’s okay, it’s okay..."
Speaking, she frantically grabbed Isaac Sinclair’s pant leg, pleading miserably, "I deserve this, it’s okay if you can’t save , I can admit to everything.
But, Isaac, I t you when I was 21, gave birth to Caleb at 25, in my entire life, there’s only you as a man and only Caleb as a son,
can I ask you, for the sake that I have accompanied you for so many years, and for the sake of the blood he shares with you, after I go in, don’t hate him because of , please?"
Isaac Sinclair heard her words, and that soft "Isaac".
The anger in his eyes paused.
This na, she’s been calling him since they t, for decades.
He rembered when he first saw her; indeed, she was a pure, gentle college student with little opinion, who evoked pity with her helpless eyes when seeking his help.
Now seeing her leaning against his leg, crying uncontrollably, the pitiful, fragile figure, and those sa moist eyes overlapped with the darling of thirty years ago.
Those mories, like an overwhelming tide, drowned him.
That fury, at this mont, suddenly had nowhere to go.
Over the years, he indeed owed her a lot.
He also made her endure many grievances, but every ti, she would comfort him in return.
Even when Rhonda Garrison scolded her harshly, she would just smile and say, "It’s okay, it’s already a huge concession for my sister to let into the Sterling Family; if scolding makes her feel better, my conscience will be a little more at ease."
She was always so understanding, gentle and considerate.
Never made things difficult for him.
She just said she didn’t want to hesitate for a long ti to buy a designer handbag.
In thirty years, she gave her entire youth to him, and what he could give her was indeed not much.
He felt a little pity and guilt in his heart.
His back remained rigid for several minutes, forcibly suppressing that hint of unease in his heart, slowly squatting down, holding her shoulders, looking at her rain-washed face.
A poignant pain that words couldn’t describe welled up in his heart.
He reached out and pulled her into his arms, letting out a heavy sigh, "Caleb is our son, how much I cherish him, and have hopes for him, don’t you know?"
June Ewing was slightly stunned, surprise flashing in her eyes.
In her heart, she breathed a quiet sigh of relief.
All these years, she knew Isaac Sinclair too well, as long as she could evoke his pity and guilt, this emotional card would be successfully played.
At least, during Isaac Sinclair’s lifeti, Caleb would be okay; when he’s gone, Caleb’s position would be secure.
Rhonda Garrison and her three sons wouldn’t pose much of a threat.
Her tears blinked away, and she feigned disbelief, asking, "You really... will protect him?"
As the words fell, suddenly there was a knock at the door.
The servant, looking at the scene, froze for a mont, "Family Head, suddenly five or six policen ca in, saying there’s a prostitution case and they want to arrest Second Madam."
June Ewing’s heart skipped a beat, pupils constricted.
So soon?
Weren’t they investigating Radiance Beauty Spa?
How could this be?
She clung to Isaac Sinclair’s coat, trembling in fear and terror, "Isaac, what... what should I do? They’ve really co... co to arrest , I... I..."
Isaac’s face darkened, the grip on her shoulder tightened, his tone hesitant, "June, you need to cooperate with the police, I’ll think of a way."
June Ewing was stunned for a mont, at that mont, she actually felt a bit moved.
Under such circumstances, he really was willing to help her.
Did it an that, in his heart, there was still a place for her?
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