CHAPTER 295: CHAPTER 295: VERA HANSEN’S FAKE STOMACH CANCER EXPOSED

"Would you like to see what’s inside?" Serena asked calmly, "Should we look privately, or reveal it in front of everyone?"

Vera sneered internally, thinking Serena was still playing mind games, assuming she was worried about others seeing the contents.

If she really suggested looking privately, wouldn’t that prove she had something to hide?

She truly didn’t believe Serena had anything!

So, she said, eyes red-rimmed, "Just open it directly, whatever it is, as long as you’re happy."

"After all, I don’t have much time left."

She seemed to be indulging Serena’s antics.

Serena looked at Vera calmly.

It was time to end this.

Serena said little, and without waiting, she opened the envelope, taking out its contents, placing them on the table.

People nearby holding cameras leaned in close.

At this moment, Julian Lawson’s car had just arrived outside the crowd.

His assistant exited the car with him, draping a coat over Julian’s shoulders to conceal the bloodstains.

The assistant got out to retrieve the wheelchair, leaving Julian in the car.

Through the window, Julian could see Silas Hawthorne’s car parked not far away.

Suddenly, he recollected the words Silas had said to him a long time ago.

"Julian Lawson, even now, you still don’t know what you’ve truly lost."

"When you realize everything you’ve done, I think you won’t feel resentful any longer."

"Because you’ll discover, it’s all what you rightfully deserve."

His heart ached.

Days had passed, and with everything he learned, he had come to deeply understand Silas’s words.

He recalled seeing Irene on "Heavenly Sound," questioning and then denying his own reasons.

It was because the first live show of "Heavenly Sound" had happened just three days after that day.

He remembered her singing on stage, covered in scars, and her frame thin as paper.

Later in the woods, uttering a few words, she couldn’t even stand, being eventually supported by Jasper Ford.

After learning Irene’s identity, he had wondered how she could become so frail in just three days.

Now he... understood.

Car accident, injuries, miscarriage, life-threatening hemorrhage...

In just three days, she went to participate in the first "Heavenly Sound" show.

She truly disregarded her life.

And her illness.

He finally understood why she wanted to adopt Seraphina.

They had a second child.

It was him...

It was him who single-handedly destroyed it all.

Her voice, her tearful eyes, repeatedly resurfaced, pounding his soul.

"Julian..."

Her voice seemed to echo once more.

Julian belatedly realized.

Her last time calling him "Julian" was on that day.

In the dark corridor.

But at that time, he didn’t even turn his head, nor did he glance at her.

He had meant to protect her, yet hurt her the deepest.

Countless times he comforted himself that once he fulfilled the agreement with Vera, once Vera passed, he could solve everything, revert everything to its original place.

But now, Vera still had time, and Serena was already wounded all over by his own doing.

Could he hold out until Vera passed?

Could he still abide by his agreement with Vera?

Heartache rendered breathing impossible.

Julian tightened his grip on the safe.

He looked at the scene outside Vivian’s Floral Studio on the tablet screen.

He already knew the password.

Perhaps, it was also time to open it.

Maybe, he had nothing left to fear facing.

It couldn’t get worse than this.

Input the password.

"Beep! Password correct, safe open!"

This time the prompt sounded different from the numerous times he’d tried before.

Julian opened the safe, took out the documents inside.

Simultaneously, outside Vivian’s Floral Studio, countless cameras crowded around Serena’s documents on the table.

Vera also lowered her head to look.

Serena unfolded the pages, one by one, as Vera wished, revealing Vera’s true Cygnus institutional medical records to everyone.

A second ago, Vera was filled with hidden undertones and grievances, acting genuinely, but now she had already lost control of her expressions.

Vera stared incredulously at these medical records.

How was it possible!

How did Serena obtain her records!

Vera abruptly raised her head, looking at Serena before her.

Yet Serena just looked calmly back at her.

Their gazes locked, no words were exchanged, yet they understood each other’s meaning.

The crowd erupted.

A loud buzzing filled the street, screams and denials echoed everywhere.

Serena’s gaze met Vera’s, contrasting Vera’s agitated emotions, she remained indifferent.

Upon confirming the truth, Serena felt more amused than anything, followed by a sense of patheticness.

Amused by Vera’s deceitful tactics fooling everyone, saddened by the cost everyone paid afterwards.

As things reached this day, she harbored many emotions toward Vera.

That moment’s anger, that moment’s hatred washed over her.

Now, she only wanted to end it all.

Expose Vera, make Vera pay her rightful dues!

Then, retrieve the Sheridan Family’s belongings, do what she planned, and live the rest of her life well with her beloved.

"Serena, what is this?"

"Vera, if I’m not mistaken, these are your medical records? It says gastric ulcer, not cancer, and it’s already cured!"

"Serena, Vera, what’s going on here?"

...

Numerous people were asking fiercely from the side.

There were reporters, Vera’s staunch fans, and other onlookers.

The online live broadcast too was bombarded with exploding comments.

Comments refreshed rapidly, densely packed, as Julian’s assistant had already taken his wheelchair out of the car, was now opening the car door ready to assist Julian down.

But...

"President Lawson?" the assistant asked, puzzled.

Julian’s body stiffened, looking at the archives he had just taken out.

Vera’s true medical records.

He sat numbly there.

Live streaming continued playing outside Vivian’s Floral Studio amidst the noises of questions and screams.

Julian’s hand holding the documents trembled slightly.

He didn’t doubt the authenticity of the documents.

He knew Ethan Lynch went to Cygnus for a conference before, and understood Ethan’s work style.

He was just, at this moment, his mind was seemingly empty, unable to process.

Finally.

"Ha..."

At this moment, he actually laughed aloud.

Everything turned into a joke.

Everything he had done these past days.

His agreement with Vera.

His firm belief that once Vera passed, everything would return to the original plan, had become a mockery.

Even he himself had become a complete joke.

Just now, he was still pondering whether he could hold out until Vera passed, whether to keep the promise.