Elias Langley smiled faintly, "Why, does Old Mr. Paxton think I’m here to apologize?"
Dylan Paxton half-closed his eyes, his gaze deep.
Elias Langley spoke unhurriedly, "What Samuel Paxton did in The Zenthian Sea, I’m afraid even a lifeti of achievents from you wouldn’t be enough to clean it up. If Old Mr. Paxton wishes to abandon the Paxton Family’s ship for the sake of Samuel, I have nothing to say. However, there’s still a blood debt involving the Sinclair Family from over a decade ago that remains unresolved. Who knows, once the waters are clear, whether justice can be served for the Sinclairs."
Dylan Paxton’s eyelids twitched slightly, anger swelling in his chest, but he had to suppress it.
"Fine, since you ntioned old matters, let’s discuss sothing new. Hand over the core technology of ’Genesis’ from your wife’s team. Use this to exchange for everyone’s ’peace’."
"Old Mr. Paxton," Elias Langley’s tone remained courteous, "Bluespark Technologies is indeed a key supported enterprise by the New Energy Industry Incubation Fund of the association. The agreent we signed is the Strategic Cooperation and Financial Support Agreent. But as per the agreent, I have no right to interfere with Bluespark’s autonomy."
Old Mr. Paxton laughed profoundly, "Then just leave a hand behind, as a token of gratitude for my support."
Downstairs, the Unveils LX7. slowly stopped at the steps of the club.
Zachary York walked over in surprise, "Madam, how co you’re here? Mr. Langley, he..."
"He didn’t want to co, thinking he could bear all this on his own. Foolish boss, and you let him. Throughout history, loyal ministers and valiant generals are prized for their counsel, yet you, as his secretary, have failed in your duties."
Zachary York was choked by her words and lowered his head.
Juliana Jacobs got out of the car but didn’t go in; instead, she leaned against the car door and started tapping on her tablet.
Within two minutes, Dylan Paxton’s secretary approached proactively.
"Mrs. Langley, this late, are you here to find Mr. Langley?"
This secretary was Dylan Paxton’s confidant. During their last eting on the top floor, he addressed her as "Miss Jacobs," but now his form of address had changed again.
Juliana Jacobs’s eyelashes fluttered. She didn’t look at him but instead focused on her tablet, speaking in a lukewarm tone, "Last week, your building replaced its new energy power system, which isn’t a product of Bluespark."
The secretary was taken aback, "A major dostic brand. Is there a problem?"
Juliana Jacobs didn’t lift her head, "Bluespark’s products have a built-in fortress firewall reaching level 3 safety protection. The product you’re using prides itself on power density in its promotions but actually relies on massive physical dinsions to stack performance, with its core protection remaining at a fragile level one. Additionally, such flattering sponsored things are less practical. Your building’s large battery pack..."
She paused here, letting out a laugh.
"I can instantly turn the top floor, where Old Mr. Paxton is, into a sealed furnace with temperatures exceeding three hundred degrees, rendering the fire protection system useless."
The secretary’s eyes twitched, "Mrs. Langley, Old Mr. Paxton and Mr. Langley are rely having a conversation upstairs."
Juliana Jacobs continued looking at her tablet, "Regardless, I cherish Elias Langley’s perfection; if he loses a single strand of hair, I won’t forgive it. But Old Mr. Paxton takes away what I love, and this vendetta must be settled on the spot! Tell him I’m waiting here for my husband to co ho."
The secretary drew a sharp breath and hurried upstairs.
In the study on the top floor.
The secretary hurriedly approached Old Mr. Paxton, whispering in his ear.
Suddenly, the lights across the floor flickered montarily.
Dylan Paxton’s face beca tightly drawn with every crease.
When he looked again at Elias Langley, his gaze was filled with scrutiny and danger.
"Who exactly is the woman downstairs?"
The secretary, fearing Elias Langley might not understand, added, "Miss Jacobs is here."
Elias Langley understood instantly, raising his chin, "That’s my wife, Juliana Jacobs."
Dylan Paxton squinted his eyes, poured away the jasmine tea before him, but soon there was a sinister smile on his face.
"Matters in this world are interesting. So things you think will rot away in the dirt, yet one day they might sprout and see the light, and by then, no one can remain unscathed."
Elias Langley stood up, adjusting his cuffs, "Thank you for the reminder, Old Mr. Paxton. In this world, there’s nothing truly secret. It’s just a matter of ti before it’s exposed."
Just like the case of Sebastian Sinclair’s attack back in the day, it will eventually be unveiled.
"Regarding Samuel Paxton’s matters, consider today my explanation to you. Goodbye."
Elias Langley, after speaking, turned and left.
Watching the elevator doors slowly close, Dylan Paxton angrily smashed the cobalt-blue double-sword-crest porcelain cup in his hand.
"Take down the entire new energy power system of this building!"
The secretary was shocked, "The traditional power grid in the building was already fully stripped and discarded during the last overhaul. If you take everything down, we’ll have to rely on candles."
Dylan Paxton was at a loss for words.
Taking several deep breaths, he still couldn’t control the Parkinson-like tremor in his body.
"Go..." he ordered with great effort, "Go investigate if Juliana Jacobs is actually the daughter of Sebastian Sinclair who drowned in the river all those years ago!"
...
Elias Langley left The Cardinal Art Club and imdiately saw Juliana Jacobs standing by the car.
The night breeze gently stirred the hem of her dress and the tips of her hair, making her resemble a cool and resilient bamboo against the backdrop of twinkling lights.
He called out, "Juliana!"
Juliana Jacobs turned, and in that mont their eyes t, a gentle warmth, unique for him, rippled through her clear gaze.
Elias Langley swiftly descended the steps and took her into his arms.
Juliana lifted her hand, wrapping it tightly under his arm.
They held each other in silence for more than half a minute.
Elias Langley took a deep breath amidst her hair before letting her go, "Are you alright?"
Juliana smiled, "Are you alright?"
Elias Langley opened the car door behind her, his voice charged with the urgency that’s hard to suppress in monts of passion, "Let’s go ho."
That night, his kiss was heavier than before, and his embrace tighter, as if wanting to rge her into his very bones and blood.
The next day, Elias Langley accompanied Juliana Jacobs for a follow-up eye examination at the hospital.
Her impaired vision was still recovering, and the next three critical months would be crucial for her chance to return to previous levels.
The doctor gave nurous instructions, and Elias Langley noted them all.
After finishing the follow-up, the two walked to the hospital lobby and ran into Sean Paxton and his wife, Felicity.
Sean Paxton wore his usual slightly insincere smile and took the initiative to greet, "Elias, long ti no see, what a coincidence."
With Juliana in his arms, Elias Langley’s smile was faint, "Back in Kingsford, and the first stop is the hospital to celebrate?"
Although he picked up the sarcasm, Sean Paxton still chuckled.
"You haven’t lost your humor. I’m just here to get so dication, you see..."
He rolled up his sleeve.
"The humidity in Glimrfall was too much. I was there only for a few days and got eczema. Fortunately, thanks to you resolving Samuel’s matter, I could return from that place. I must find so ti to properly thank you."
Elias Langley remained unchanged in expression, maintaining a faint smile at the corners of his lips.
"No need to be polite. Compared to Samuel, I do find you a bit more amusing."
With that, he led Juliana away.
Felicity tugged at Sean Paxton’s sleeve, "Let’s go. The bond between them seems strong; no small tricks can shake it."
"Their bond might just be a facade for outsiders to see."
Nathan Carter walked out from around the corner.
Felicity looked at him with displeasure, "Eavesdropping on others’ conversations is unethical. Is this the upbringing taught by President Carter?"
She wasn’t fond of Nathan Carter because he always gave off a sinister vibe.
Sean Paxton, however, asked Nathan Carter, "Why do you say that?"
Nathan Carter glanced at the departing figures of Elias Langley and Juliana Jacobs, a sinister smile forming at his lips.
"What if Juliana knew Elias Langley is keeping a woman in ’Athenor’?"
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