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"Madam, it’s so late, where are you going?"

Steward Fay saw Juliana Jacobs looking like she was going out and quickly asked.

Juliana said nothing, just kept walking outside.

Steward Fay imdiately jogged a few steps to block her path, simultaneously signaling nearby bodyguards to quickly find Raine Kane.

"Madam, it’s chilly at night. You’re dressed so lightly, if you catch a cold, the gentleman will be worried."

"Don’t stop ."

Juliana’s voice revealed no emotion, but the literal aning carried displeasure.

Steward Fay smiled, "I’m not stopping you, just put on another piece of clothing before you go."

Juliana added a trench coat; Raine Kane also arrived and brought the car.

Juliana, however, opened the driver’s door, "I’ll drive."

Raine Kane was montarily stunned and instinctively let go of the steering wheel.

She understood Juliana’s temper; any persuasion at this mont would be futile, so she silently moved to the passenger seat and quickly fastened her seatbelt.

In the darkness, the car sped off like an arrow leaving the bowstring.

Raine Kane glanced at the address on the GPS and imdiately understood.

Could it be that Mr. Langley is having an affair at Athenor?

The powerful thrust pushed her to grab the car’s overhead handle involuntarily; looking at Juliana’s stern face, she tried to ease the tension with a relaxed tone.

"Juliana, take it easy; no matter how big the issue, safety cos first."

Juliana seemingly didn’t hear, with no sign of easing off the gas pedal.

A dozen minutes later, the car swiftly swung and parked in the spot before the "Athenor" entrance.

Raine Kane breathed a sigh of relief, "Juliana, your driving skills have improved."

Juliana didn’t respond, nimbly got out of the car, and headed straight for the building.

Raine Kane followed closely behind.

The two walked through the revolving door, heading directly to the VIP elevator that required a special key to operate.

At this mont, a manager in a tailored suit, with a crisp temperant, confidently and proudly approached them and stopped them in front of the elevator.

"Good evening, ladies."

His face bore an impeccable professional smile, with keen eyes and a humble posture.

"This is a mbers-only elevator. May I ask if you have a reservation or could show your mbership card?"

Juliana looked at him without speaking.

The manager swiftly ran through the list and appearances of all the mbers in his mind. He was quite certain that the extraordinary lady before him was not a mber of Athenor.

"We’re just going up to find soone. Isn’t that allowed?" Raine Kane asked.

The manager slightly bowed, "Ladies, we very much understand your feelings. However, Athenor implents a strict mber invitation system to ensure all mbers’ privacy and tranquility. If you aren’t mbers, you must be personally accompanied by a current mber to go upstairs."

He paused, then added, "Of course, if either of you would like to visit regularly in the future and et our mbership standards, we’d welco you to appoint a sponsor and formally submit a mbership application. Then we will have a dedicated staff mber to assist you."

This statent seemingly offered a way, but actually it haughtily told them that becoming a mber of Athenor requires assets and background.

They’re not worthy!

"Is it that you’re looking down on people?" Raine Kane said.

Not only did Juliana Jacobs have control over Elias Langley’s salary card, but she also held "Aetherfla," and with the two billion US Dollar trust her ex-husband Evan Grant set up for her during their divorce, which generates substantial annual inco, calling her the invisible richest person in Harlan would not be overstating.

Raine Kane wanted to step up and reason, but was pulled back by Juliana.

Juliana said nothing, pulled Raine Kane, and turned to leave.

But upon returning to the car, she didn’t imdiately start the engine, instead leaned against the driver’s seat, her gaze tightly fixed on the cold revolving door through the car window.

The air inside the car was oppressively suffocating.

Raine Kane looked at her chilling profile, the advice to "let’s go back" rolled in her throat but ultimately dared not say.

Yet Juliana seed to sense she wanted to say sothing, coldly asked, "Do you know sothing?"

Raine Kane tensed up, imdiately raised her hand in a vow.

"Juliana! I swear, I have no idea if Mr. Langley has any issues outside. He seems so upright, who would think he could have lifestyle problems?"

The doors of the revolving door turned on the other side.

Elias Langley’s entourage ca out laughing from inside.

Clara Fairchild stuck closely to Elias Langley’s side, seeming reluctant to part from this brief eting.

She braved the deep autumn chill, wearing only the knee-length skirt uniform of the club; the night wind caressed her, rendering her slender figure even more pitifully charming.

"It’s cold outside, just drop off here."

Elias Langley intentionally stopped for her.

Having been teased multiple tis by Sean Paxton during the evening, Clara no longer deliberately avoided her relationship with Elias Langley.

She stood there, neither speaking nor returning.

Elias Langley was amused by her actions, gently said, "I’ll co see you tomorrow."

With this promise, Clara then broke into a satisfied smile and turned to disappear into the building.

Inside the car, Juliana took in this scene fully.

That woman looked at her husband with eyes nearly overflowing with admiration and joy.

Seeing a photo is one feeling, witnessing in person is another.

A mix of emotions like surging tides crashed against the defenses of her heart.

As Raine Kane pondered what she would do when her sister Juliana stord up to fight Elias Langley, she saw Juliana co to and then started the car.

No horn sounded, no ear-piercing engine roar, just quietly drove the car into the bustling street, seamlessly lding into the cold night.

Raine Kane was puzzled: she ca in a huff but decided to swallow her anger?

At the mont, at the entrance of Athenor.

Seeing Clara’s reluctant deanor towards Elias Langley, Sean Paxton sported a smile of mutual understanding on his face.

"Elias, I know Juliana’s temper well, very fierce. Don’t bla , an old friend, for not warning you that your ’indiscretions’ need to be cleaner."

Auden Hughes imdiately snickered, echoing with double-aning, "Mr. Langley is always thorough in his dealings, both at ho and outside, surely can manage everything evenly. Sean, you’re worrying too much."

Leo Langley curled his lips into a faint smile, "It seems the two of you are more concerned about my wife’s temperant than I am. I appreciate the care on her behalf."

Sean Paxton and Auden Hughes montarily fell silent, unable to reply.

Elias Langley turned and sat in the car, windows closed, the mild warmth in his eyes vanished quickly replaced by icy coldness.

He then received a notification on his phone, Clara knew he hadn’t reached ho, and ssaged him, reminding him to eat so fruit after drinking.

Elias Langley did not open the chat, just chose to delete it directly.

Sean Paxton watched Elias Langley’s car taillights fade away, the smile slowly withdrawing from his face, glancing around the parking lot with displeased furrows before getting into the car.

Nathan Carter saw through his thoughts, hurried to the car window, and bent over to say, "Mr. Paxton, not being present doesn’t necessarily an the eyes aren’t present. The ’effect’ you wish for may already be on its way."

Sean Paxton’s brow lightly raised, glancing at Auden Hughes, indiscernible emotions, "Even though you were recomnded by Great Uncle, only with real talent and learning can you stay."

Nathan Carter nodded, "Understood."

Sean Paxton no longer looked at him, instructed the driver to drive.

Nathan Carter watched the distant taillights, a glimpse of icy hatred in his eyes.

He turned to see Auden Hughes in a bad mood about to get into the car, imdiately went over, patted his shoulder.

"Since Mr. Langley is too busy to spare ti, you surely have more ti and space to comfort old friends?"

Auden Hughes paused, his hand that was about to open the car door halted...

Elias Langley returned to the courtyard late at night.

The surroundings were silent.

He was about to cross the hall to the bedroom when the lights in the room suddenly turned on.

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