"Juliana!"
Raine Kane stood at the doorway.
Seeing the situation inside, she imdiately closed her eyes wanting to sneak away.
However, Juliana Jacobs called out, "Co back!"
Raine Kane swallowed hard as she saw Elias Langley’s gaze gradually darken.
"Uh... should I knock before coming in?"
"What’s going on? Speak!" Juliana Jacobs said.
Raine Kane steadied herself, "I just received news, Isabelle Sinclair had a sudden illness in prison. They’re currently applying for dical parole for her."
The expression on Juliana Jacobs’ face beca even darker than Elias Langley’s.
"Is it Mrs. Sinclair who’s not giving up, or is there soone else?"
Raine Kane hadn’t investigated, so she couldn’t make a judgnt.
"Since Isabelle Sinclair went inside, she’s been staying in a single-person cell. Besides not being able to move or go online freely, her daily life is more regular than outside."
Raine Kane chose her words carefully, but the aning was clear: Isabelle Sinclair’s days inside haven’t been too bad.
Juliana Jacobs sneered, looking at Elias Langley.
The man closed his eyes and wrapped Juliana’s cool hand in his warm palm.
"I will ensure this matter is dealt with justly."
Juliana Jacobs half-squinted her eyes.
"I don’t want procedural justice, I want Isabelle Sinclair to be treated as a felon."
Elias Langley raised an eyebrow slightly at her words, falling into brief silence.
Raine Kane, standing aside, was a bit shocked. She knew Elias Langley was at a high post, always adhering to rules, respecting boundaries, and never using power for personal gain lightly.
She was about to smooth things over with a few words when she saw Elias Langley looking up, gazing deeply at Juliana Jacobs, and said sincerely, "Alright."
Juliana Jacobs moved her lips but did not respond.
In the evening, she and Raine Kane went downstairs together, intending to go to the courtyard house to change their clothes before coming back.
Belle Kane several tis wanted to speak but hesitated.
Juliana Jacobs watched the descending numbers of the elevator, saying, "If you have sothing to say, go ahead."
Raine Kane took a deep breath, "Mr. Langley is in this position, acting too directly, he’ll inevitably garner criticism. Over the years, he’s had many people watching eagle-eyed. He has always remained steady because every step is exceptionally cautious."
Juliana Jacobs lowered her eyes, "You an I’m dragging him down?"
"Of course not."
As soon as Raine Kane finished speaking, the elevator doors opened.
At the door of the inpatient departnt hall, Sean Paxton’s figure appeared at the glass door.
He was dressed in a dark suit, followed by a bodyguard, striding briskly towards the elevator.
Juliana Jacobs had considered the downsides of having Elias Langley intervene, so she did not request imdiate action.
Seeing the approaching person, her eyes showed a hint of delight, and she humd lightly.
"Look, my best option has arrived."
Raine Kane glanced in confusion along her line of sight...
"President Jacobs, what a coincidence?"
With more than ten ters remaining, Sean Paxton started greeting her.
Juliana Jacobs smiled lightly, "It is quite a coincidence, didn’t expect to et the very busy Mr. Paxton here."
Sean Paxton clearly enjoyed this statent, subtly straightened his spine, his tone carrying a hint of deliberately conveyed busyness.
"Ah, entangled in public and family affairs, it’s truly beyond my control."
Juliana Jacobs nodded understandingly, "I’m heading ho, so I won’t disturb you."
After saying this, she left with Raine Kane.
Actually, Sean Paxton was there to visit Elias Langley, but he was more interested in Juliana Jacobs.
Watching her leave, Sean Paxton paused for two seconds, called out "President Jacobs," and caught up.
"Do you have ti for a drink?"
Juliana Jacobs smiled slightly, "I only drink juice."
Sean Paxton smiled aningfully, "If you’re willing to honor , anything will do."
Sean Paxton chose a tea room far away from the hospital, mbership only.
Raine Kane checked the surroundings, wondering: choosing such a distant place, how much does this guy fear Mr. Langley knowing about eting soone else’s wife in private?
Although a private room was initially booked, Juliana Jacobs insisted on staying in the lobby.
She chose a seat by the window, saying she wanted to view the streets of Kingsford.
Sean Paxton half-jokingly probed, "Are you afraid Elias Langley might suddenly check in, and can’t explain?"
Juliana Jacobs gazed at him, a polite smile on her lips.
"An already married person should have basic boundaries, right?"
Sean Paxton was montarily choked by her words, laughed awkwardly twice, "President Jacobs really likes joking."
Then, he compromised by sitting opposite Juliana Jacobs, appearing slightly helpless.
"I’m sure President Jacobs has learned about us. The Paxton Family is a major player in Kingsford, and maybe that’s not such a good thing; look at , waking up every day to over 100 matters demanding my attention, and my uncle values imnsely, cultivating diligently, this burden... is heavy."
Juliana Jacobs sipped her chrysanthemum tea, smiled lightly, "A so-called burden isn’t it sothing assud willingly? With Mr. Paxton’s current status, if seeking ease, one can choose to lie flat at any ti."
"That’s not quite right, people must bear their responsibilities. Despite the Paxton Family’s business empire, many depend on us. After my uncle’s conversation with you, he deeply reflected, like you dedicated to technology developnt, if we still employ industry tricks for cooperation, it indeed lacks sincerity and respect."
Sean Paxton humbled himself markedly.
"I know pure profit is hard to move you. But I still hope you see our Paxton enterprise’s commitnt to driving dostic technological progress. And, on cooperation conditions and respect, we’ll provide absolute assurances."
Juliana Jacobs gently swirled the chrysanthemum in her cup, her eyes calm and undisturbed,
"Mr. Paxton made a good impression on , I won’t beat around the bush. Right now, there are too many matters, so I cannot attend to the cooperation issues. Just like now, that Isabelle Sinclair, she should be reflecting well in prison, enjoying the treatnt given to felons, but inside she’s well-fed and even wants out to annoy ."
She sighed lightly, shook her head.
"Even a detained criminal can be ’cared’ for in this manner, such environnt, makes it difficult to have expectations for future collaborations."
Sean Paxton’s hand holding the tea cup paused almost imperceptibly.
He didn’t miss the implication in her words, but Isabelle Sinclair... he just made arrangents to have her parole approved.
Juliana Jacobs’ words conveyed a sense of ’want cooperation, first clean the house’.
He was considering his words, trying to balance all, when a group passed by their seats.
"Sean!"
Old Mr. Hughes stopped, sowhat surprised.
But as his gaze fell upon Juliana Jacobs, his face turned sowhat disapproving.
Sean Paxton stood up, "Old Mr. Hughes, long ti no see."
"What are you two...?"
Old Mr. Hughes held reservations towards Juliana Jacobs.
Sean Paxton quickly introduced, "This is the Vice President of Technology at Aetherfla Dynamics, Ms. Juliana Jacobs. We are talking about so work matters."
"Aetherfla Dynamics? Vice President?"
Old Mr. Hughes’ eyes flashed a barely detectable astonishnt.
His earlier understanding of Juliana Jacobs was limited to sowhat partial impressions. Despite Auden Hughes telling him Juliana was highly capable, he never believed it.
An orphan without a good education, what achievents could she possibly have?
However, seeing even Sean Paxton treating her humbly, she must have so real skills.
"Auden says he hasn’t seen you in so days, whenever you’re free, you two should have a drink."
After saying this, Old Mr. Hughes hastily left to cover his discomfort.
Juliana Jacobs gently glanced at Old Mr. Hughes’ retreating figure, softly picked up her tea cup, seemingly curiously asking, "Mr. Paxton has vast connections, not only with the Sinclair Family but also with the Hughes Family... you must know Second Miss Sinclair too well?"
Sean Paxton felt a slight panic, imdiately denied.
"Not well at all. I just happen to have necessary interactions with the Sinclair Family over the past few years. With Second Miss Sinclair personally, we barely exchange two words in a year."
Juliana Jacobs was about to sip her tea when his words drew her focus sharply.
Fragnted clues in her mind connected, sending chills down her spine.
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