CHAPTER 130: CHAPTER 130: THE QUINN FAMILY’S GOOD NEWS IS COMING SOON

The light wasn’t bright, and the surroundings were very noisy.

Even Elias Langley didn’t notice her action.

Juliana Jacobs’ slightly raised hand grasped nothing, and as the last thread of consciousness slipped away, she fell into darkness once more.

"In her current condition, it’s better to wait for the ambulance to move her."

"But..."

Elias Langley didn’t wait for Summer Shaw to say more, pulled his pant leg free, left the driver to help deal with the situation, and left with Quinn Shepherd.

Over there, Isaac Grant received a report from the scene and lifted his hand to slap Stella Windsor.

"Didn’t you say they had an affair? And what did Elias Langley do? Just played the good guy bystander? You were trying to use me as a pawn to clear the path for yourself, weren’t you? I warned you, are you tired of living?"

Stella Windsor lost hearing in one ear, while the other was filled with a buzzing sound, preventing her from hearing what Isaac Grant was saying.

Fearful of being hit, she became terrified.

"They must be pretending! Just like Evan Grant, deliberately staying away from Juliana to fool you."

But Isaac Grant didn’t listen to her defense at all.

"Because of you, I’ve lost two men," he kicked over a chair beside him in a fury and grabbed her hair, "you’re a curse! If it weren’t for the usefulness of using you against George Grant, I’d have killed you already!"

After speaking, unable to contain his anger, he picked up a chair and smashed it towards her.

The wooden chair shattered on Stella Windsor’s back, the agony from both old and new injuries made her scream terribly...

...

Juliana Jacobs woke up in the hospital, it was already the second day.

Summer Shaw was having breakfast, and when she saw Juliana awake, she excitedly pressed the call button.

In fact, Juliana only had some scrapes, but for safety’s sake, she needed to be under observation for a day.

So, Caleb Shaw arranged for the two of them to stay in a VIP double room at Mercy Hospital.

"How are you feeling, does your head hurt, does your body hurt?"

Summer Shaw leaned on her bed, eager to hear her speak.

If she could speak, she was normal.

Juliana Jacobs, wearing an oxygen mask, opened her mouth but made no sound before Caleb Shaw walked in.

Seeing this, Caleb Shaw yelled with years of accumulated resentment, "My ancestor!"

Summer Shaw was stunned, looked at him.

"You’re pressing her oxygen tube!" Caleb Shaw said.

Only then did Summer Shaw get off Juliana’s bed.

Juliana removed the oxygen mask herself, and her pale face showed a trace of color as she breathed fresh air.

"No wonder they say ’beware of fire, theft, and best friends’, luckily I’m not a dying patient."

Summer Shaw, seeing her joking, figured she was okay, and immediately shook her fist, "Say that again, and I’ll hit you."

Unable to stand it, Caleb Shaw pushed her back to her own bed and then conducted a few checks on Juliana.

"Currently, there’s no sign of internal bleeding, just a more serious injury on your foot, but if you rest, you’ll recover in at most half a month."

Juliana nodded, "I called the police when the incident happened yesterday, did they come later?"

Caleb Shaw’s complexion darkened for a moment, "The two cars that sandwiched you were using false plates, and we haven’t caught anyone yet."

Which means there isn’t any clue to pursue.

Juliana was silent.

Caleb Shaw reassured her, "You actually know who it is. Don’t worry, this matter won’t end just like that."

Juliana didn’t understand what he meant but still said, "Thank you, Dr. Shaw."

Caleb Shaw smiled sheepishly, "It’s my honor that you’d still trust me."

After giving a few more instructions, he left to attend to other patients.

As soon as the door closed, Summer Shaw punched the pillow.

"Elias Langley isn’t a good person either. I begged him to take you, but he rushed off to catch a flight, leaving you to the ambulance."

Juliana was surprised, "He was at the scene?"

Summer Shaw thought about it, "It seemed like he was just passing by. But even if he was passing by and saw you unconscious, he should have paused any important matters, right?"

After the crash, Juliana couldn’t remember much.

But hearing Summer Shaw describe what happened back then, she remained very calm.

"The relationship is thin, the fact that he called an ambulance for us was already good."

After saying this, she turned her gaze away, hiding a very faint sense of loss.

Suddenly Summer Shaw thought of something and laughed, "Quentin Quinn has called Aetherflame several times wanting you to go to his birthday banquet, your foot injury gives you a good reason to decline."

Hearing this, Juliana’s eyes deepened...

Meanwhile, in a remote mountain village in Crestfall.

After getting off the plane, Elias Langley transferred to a helicopter and only arrived here by dawn.

In front of Dorian Lowell’s tombstone, a village woman took out a faded red string, with a faded shell threaded on it.

"This is what she was wearing on her hand when she was found, this was the only token, nothing else."

Quinn Shepherd took it and handed it to Elias Langley.

Elias Langley examined it closely; it was very similar to the one he had once made.

In a daze, a deep memory seemed to resurface, as if hearing her call him "Guan Guan" again...

Elias Langley’s face suddenly became heavy.

"Are you sure the person buried here is the daughter you adopted?" Quinn Shepherd asked.

The village woman nodded quickly, "Absolutely."

Quinn Shepherd waved a hand, "Then dig it up."

The village woman quickly stopped them, "Why dig her up when she’s already dead."

Quinn Shepherd, "Without digging her up for identification, how do we know if she’s the one we’re looking for?"

The village woman was anxious, "How can you do an identification after cremation? Are you trying to avoid paying?"

...

At the entrance of The Gilded Cage.

Isaac Grant had just opened the car door and before his foot touched the ground, a young man on a ghost fire motorbike screeched to a stop in front of him.

"What the..."

Before he could finish his question, the young man suddenly shoved him back into the car.

Then, with a powerful swing of a wrench in his hand, struck brutally and precisely on Isaac’s left and right knees.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

The bodyguards didn’t even react before the young man jumped back onto the motorbike, the engine roared as he sped away.

Isaac Grant’s face was twisted with pain as he cursed, "You bunch of useless people, useless! Take me to the hospital quickly."

...

Juliana Jacobs had stayed at the hospital for two days.

Aside from her foot injury, she was generally fine.

When Summer Shaw walked into her ward, she was already grumbling.

Upon inquiry, it turned out that the Quinn family had sent people to Aetherflame Dynamics to fetch Juliana, claiming they wouldn’t leave without her, leaving everyone unsure of how to close the office for the day.

Juliana lowered her gaze, thinking for a few seconds, and then got up from the bed.

"Since I can be discharged, I may as well go take a look."

Summer Shaw was surprised, "Sis, knowing it’s a trap, you’re still going?"

Juliana’s lips curved with a faint, indistinguishable smile, "Can’t spoil their fun, can I?"

Summer Shaw seemed to understand.

Immediately, she arranged for two formal dresses to be brought over.

She wasn’t comfortable with Juliana going alone, so she planned to go as well.

The venue for Quentin Quinn’s birthday banquet was a rented villa, incredibly luxurious inside.

Apart from the hall on the first floor, there were dozens of rooms upstairs.

The entire building resembled a castle.

Juliana Jacobs wore an ankle brace on her right foot, leaning on a cane, and walked in limping.

Summer Shaw accompanied her, whispering curiously as they walked, "How can he rent such an expensive villa on just his retirement salary?"

Juliana didn’t reply.

When they approached the hall, they saw Quentin Quinn with his precious daughter, Yvonne Quinn, chatting warmly with a few friends.

Yvonne was wearing a low-cut white dress, looking bright and attractive.

Quentin Quinn appeared to be in an excellent mood.

"Last time was all a misunderstanding. We’re all friends here, don’t be afraid to say it. President Grant’s marriage is basically over..."

As he said this, he smugly gestured around them.

"See this? The entire villa was rented specially for my dear Yvonne by him."

One of his old friends jokingly asked, "So, is there good news coming to the Quinn family?"

Quentin Quinn nodded, beaming with pride, "That’s right, President Grant is about to propose to my daughter very soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze swept over to Juliana not far away, and his expression froze for a moment.