CHAPTER 334: CHAPTER 334: LET’S CALL IT EVEN, NO ONE OWES ANYONE

Julian Lawson felt as if the surrounding air had been completely drained.

His mind stopped thinking at that moment.

He dared not think far.

Nor is it easy to ponder deeper.

In that instant, he felt the entire world was just a giant absurd game.

"President Lawson, are you alright?" Jude Chaucer’s worried voice came through.

Julian Lawson looked up blankly, seeing Jude Chaucer in the hallway with a face full of concern and helplessness. Everything seemed unreal to him.

"President Lawson?" Jude Chaucer’s voice was filled with urgency, "Please say something, don’t scare me..."

After a long while, Julian Lawson finally reacted: "Is the information accurate?"

Jude Chaucer nodded vigorously: "I confirmed with Officer Langley; first, we described the portrait and then identified the similar photo, confirming it’s Preston Langley."

Julian Lawson lowered his head, mechanically reviewing the documents in his hand, everything seeming to rely solely on instinct.

Preston Langley and Vera Hansen knew each other.

They were even very close.

So when did they know each other...

If it was before, then...

Julian Lawson pressed his lips tightly, flipping through the materials in his hands, his demeanor under the pull of the dim lighting, even his shadow seemed disheveled.

Jude Chaucer saw Julian Lawson’s thoughts, so he said: "President Lawson, these projects here were all handled by Preston Langley and involve Vera Hansen."

"They..." Jude Chaucer couldn’t bear to continue.

He took a deep breath and said: "They’ve known each other for a long time."

"Long before Vera Hansen provided flowers for the executive office and secretarial office."

After hearing Jude Chaucer’s words, Julian Lawson paused slightly but then continued reviewing the documents.

Jude Chaucer could not bear to say more.

His documentation was done very meticulously.

Every project related to Vera Hansen was circled directly, such as names, bank card numbers, indirectly through contact counterparts’ phone numbers, extracting the real names of those numbers during that period, as well as emails, addresses, etc...

All were marked, which is why Jude Chaucer first went to process the documents.

To confirm the time when Vera Hansen and Preston Langley had close interactions.

This was just one part. Other evidence about the relationship between the two was still being collected and organized by subordinates, but this document alone was already enough evidence.

Before Vera Hansen and Julian Lawson officially met for the first time, Vera Hansen and Preston had already established close ties.

Not only were they close.

Later additional evidence nearly proved that the two were clandestine lovers.

The whole corridor was filled with the rustling sound as Julian flipped through the documents.

Until he finished the last page.

The last page was a photo; Vera Hansen was holding Preston Langley’s arm as they walked into a hotel together.

A relationship between them had already occurred long before.

And not on the day of the appointment...

At that time, there were neighboring rooms with voices of some men speaking inside.

According to Vera Hansen, that day they were together...

They saw the visitor wasn’t Serena Sterling, releasing their anger on her.

Julian Lawson hadn’t thought much back then because before this, Preston Langley was repeatedly interviewed internally about corruption issues and was ready for process handling.

Due to the enormous sums involved and core confidential information leakage issues, he might face prison time.

Preston Langley, driven to desperation, sought to take final revenge on him and Serena Sterling before fleeing, was very likely.

And Vera Hansen just happened to deliver documents for Serena Sterling at that critical juncture.

The lice grow more difficult to itch; having already planned and even committed crimes, adding another sin doesn’t seem to matter.

On top of that day being witnessed by Julian Lawson in pure anxiety, worry, fear, relief... various emotions rushed through him, and the scene impact was too big, Preston himself admitted it.

"I brought people to do this; so what?" That day, naked, Preston Langley snarled, "I’ve worked here for years, without merit but with effort, yet for some money and secrets, you want to send me to the police!"

"And since the visitor today wasn’t Serena Sterling, or else, Julian, I would make you wish you were dead!"

From beginning to end, he didn’t glance at Vera, as if not knowing her at all.

Julian Lawson’s hand shook slightly as he gripped the documents; at this moment, he felt a peculiar sense of helplessness in his heart.

He took out his phone, where later he requested from the caretaker audio clips.

He played that clip.

"I know, you always proceed steadily. If you hadn’t initially found Serena Sterling went to the hospital due to pregnancy, follow-up matters might not have gone so smoothly."

"What we succeeded most in was defeating that hidden danger without anyone noticing."

These two clips unmistakably indicated their good relationship.

"You always proceed steadily..." Julian Lawson hoarsely repeated.

Coupled with Jude Chaucer’s compiled information, it further demonstrated.

From before until now, they always had a good relationship.

How could Vera treat someone who brought people to assault her with such amicability?

It could only mean everything was long premeditated!

Everything was just an act!

"Heh heh heh..."

Julian Lawson chuckled lowly.

Hinting that Serena Sterling’s accident was self-directed, but the true actor was Vera Hansen.

However, she, Vera, was truly the real actress!

He couldn’t believe it; a woman would scheme in such a vile, wicked manner.

He never doubted her!

A tear dropped onto the paper, blurring a large area.

Everything was a lie; everything was just a plot, everything was... absurd to the extreme.

What is true?

His Serena Sterling...

Their child...

The pain suffocating him.

He felt the entire world collapse.

"Ugh..."

A fiery attack caused him to spit a mouthful of blood onto the document.

"President Lawson!"

Jude Chaucer immediately wanted to call medical staff over, but Julian only shook his head.

He casually wiped away the blood from his lips, controlling the wheelchair, opened the basement door, and re-entered indoors.

As Julian Lawson shut the door, Vera also got up.

Vera had thought a lot just then, not knowing what occurred outside.

But she’d already devised a plan.

She wanted to stabilize Julian first, exchanging that previous event to temporarily gain freedom to act, at least to make contact with the outside.

This time she didn’t care about the prior plans; she’d flee once free.

With this thought, she saw Julian come in and shut the door; she directly lunged forward.

"Brother Julian..."

She lay on Julian’s leg, saying through tears: "I know I’m wrong."

"I was delusional, too jealous of Serena."

"I won’t bring up past events again; we can write them off."

"Just assume it’s paid off, owing nobody anything."

Vera said while sobbing: "You can explain everything and make up with her; I can accompany you to explain to her."

"She hasn’t married Silas yet; you haven’t wronged her; I’m the sinner. Once everything is explained, everything will return to the start."