CHAPTER 132: CHAPTER 132: ELIAS LANGLEY’S HAND DIDN’T CATCH

"Miss Quinn, thank you for your thoughtfulness,"

Juliana took it, paused deliberately, and added, "If you are planning for a baby, it’s best to stop drinking from now on."

Yvonne was taken aback and hurriedly nodded as she came to her senses.

During the conversation, the two glasses of juice had been quietly swapped.

"I haven’t touched this glass of juice, if you don’t mind..."

Juliana pushed another glass of juice toward her and raised her own.

"...here’s to you and Vice President Grant having a child soon."

Yvonne was so happy that she forgot that what she had given to Juliana was champagne. She was eager for Juliana to take the bait, so she quickly picked up the "safe" juice and clinked glasses with Juliana.

The two of them drank it all down, and just at the right time, Summer poured the champagne in her hand onto Yvonne’s dress.

"What are you doing?" Yvonne immediately flew into a rage.

Juliana quickly said, "She didn’t do it on purpose. I’ll go up with Miss Quinn to change clothes."

Yvonne, who was focused on setting a trap, saw Juliana walk into the trap herself and was not about to refuse.

But after they entered the guest room, Yvonne felt hot all over. Juliana suggested she take a bath, and, feeling dizzy, she agreed.

Juliana opened the door, and Summer was already waiting at the entrance.

She tilted her head slightly.

The waiter beside her was helping an old man into the room.

This old man was the husband of that woman named Lucia.

The waiter, feeling guilty, said to Summer after delivering the person, "Miss, is it enough? I’ll go confess now; everything was done on Miss Quinn’s orders, but the result backfired on her. I have an elderly parent and a child depending on me; please keep your promise."

Summer waved her hand, and the waiter quickly disappeared into the stairwell.

"Don’t feel sorry for him. He was the one who drugged your juice just now."

With that, Summer laughed.

"Secretary Shepherd really knows how to scare people."

A faint smile crossed Juliana’s face, "Let’s go; it’s not over yet."

Yvonne had just taken off her clothes when she heard noises outside and came out.

What she bought was good stuff; the old man was already stripped down to just shorts.

Seeing her, he instantly felt like he was eighteen again...

Downstairs, the birthday banquet that had been going smoothly was abruptly interrupted due to Yvonne’s disappearance.

The Quinn couple immediately suspected Juliana.

"You must have been jealous of my daughter and harmed her!"

Mrs. Quinn said as she was about to grab Juliana by the neck. Evan spoke coldly, "If you can’t find her, call the police; there’s no need to get physical."

Mrs. Quinn stopped dead in her tracks upon hearing this.

Quentin Quinn, concerned about his reputation, quickly said, "Yes, call the police, let them arrest this venomous woman."

At this point, someone in the crowd shouted, "Upstairs, everyone, head upstairs..."

The Quinn couple thought Yvonne had appeared at a crime scene and ran ahead upstairs.

The room from which the sound of cooking was coming was not only open, but wide open.

Yvonne’s graceful demeanor was fully exposed to everyone.

"Old Wang, you bastard, messing around with your friend’s daughter..."

The woman named Lucia squeezed through the crowd, went berserk upon seeing this scene, and rushed in to beat up the two entangled in their cooking.

At this time, two policemen came up following the voices, "Who is Yvonne?"

A helpful citizen pointed inside.

The policemen frowned and walked into the room with big steps, "Yvonne, you are suspected of purchasing illegal drugs, attempting to harm others, and participating in indecent gatherings. Please come with us for investigation."

"It’s over, the Quinn family is finished."

Mrs. Quinn let out a scream and fainted on the spot.

Quentin Quinn’s facade of a "highly educated family" being completely torn apart, leaving him unable to repair it, made it difficult for him to maintain his standing in both his social circle and society as a whole.

He looked pleadingly at Evan Grant.

But the man’s face stayed cold; not only did he not want to go and rescue Yvonne, he turned and left.

Juliana did not join the commotion but left with Summer.

Summer went to get the car, and she walked to the door with a limp.

Just as she was about to descend the steps, her supporting cane suddenly slipped.

A hand from behind immediately reached for her waist.

But Juliana steadied herself in time, and that hand did not help her at all.

Elias retracted his hand, watching her leave expressionlessly.

Quinn Shepherd wanted to speak, but Elias made a gesture to stop him.

At this moment, Summer drove the car over.

As Juliana was about to get in, someone suddenly called out from behind, "Juliana."

She turned around, and Ryan had already jogged up to her.

"Last time we met was too rushed; I didn’t have a good chat with you. Can I treat you to a meal this time?"

"Is there anything left to discuss between us?" Juliana asked calmly.

Ryan looked ashamed, "I’ve been working hard these years to become someone you appreciate."

Juliana chuckled lightly, "As long as you follow Quentin Quinn, I will never look up to you."

She turned to leave, but was stopped.

"Don’t you want evidence of Quentin Quinn plagiarizing your academic work?" Ryan said.

Juliana paused slightly.

Suddenly, rain began to pour from the sky.

Ryan quickly used his hand to shield her.

"Tomorrow night at 7 PM, at The Azure Breeze, I’ll give you the evidence. Quickly get in the car; don’t catch a cold in the rain."

After speaking, he not only caringly helped her into the car but also watched her leave.

Quinn Shepherd, watching from afar, suddenly raised an eyebrow, "Oh, what a coincidence, you have a social engagement at The Azure Breeze tomorrow night."

Elias looked at the increasingly dense raindrops, his voice calm, "Are you very idle recently?"

Quinn Shepherd, taken aback, blurted out, "Don’t you like Miss Jacobs anymore?"

Elias did not respond, leaving in another direction.

The next day, after finishing work at Aetherflame, Juliana headed straight to The Azure Breeze.

Due to her leg, she took a taxi there.

The Azure Breeze was a Japanese restaurant.

But because of Juliana’s leg, the restaurant substituted a chair for her.

"Is your injury serious?" Ryan asked with concern.

Juliana responded indifferently, "Let’s talk business."

Ryan smiled, "You’re still as vigilant as ever."

He said as he sat beside her.

"Juliana, if Aidan hadn’t been there back then, would I have had a chance?"

"It doesn’t seem like you’re serious about business."

Juliana picked up her cane and headed for the exit.

"Juliana, if you step out of this room, I’ll destroy the evidence."

Juliana stopped and turned to look at him.

Ryan immediately played a recording, Quentin Quinn’s voice came through clearly.

"...This research will be under your name; let’s split the profits fifty-fifty. If you don’t agree, don’t think about getting your degree."

The recording ended there abruptly.

Ryan said, "Every word Quentin Quinn said to me, I recorded. Back then, I was forced to accept his terms, but I have been living in torment all these years. He gained fame and fortune from your work, but are you really willing to let that go?"

Juliana coldly smiled, "Don’t try to sound so righteous; what do you want from me?"

Ryan was momentarily stunned and dropped his indignant act.

"Fine, I’ll be direct. We succeeded in replicating a battery similar to Aetherflame from the data you left behind in the lab. Quentin plans to keep packaging me and use me as a bargaining chip to sell to Evan Grant, securing benefits for the Quinn family. But this time I want to cooperate with you; I’ll join Evan Grant’s team to get core benefits for you, and we’ll split evenly. What do you say?"

Juliana laughed at his words, "If I wanted Evan Grant’s money, I wouldn’t need such a hassle. You’re just worried that once the data I left behind runs out, you won’t have technical support anymore, and if found out, you’ll be the first Evan deals with."

Juliana stopped smiling.

"You and Quentin are the same kind; I wish you two would get your comeuppance now."

She turned to leave again.

"No, don’t leave!"

Ryan’s suppressed emotions overflowed, and he lunged to grab her wrist.

Juliana swiftly turned aside, hitting him across the face with her cane.

Ryan clutched his face, the last shred of his reason vanished completely.

"If you don’t agree today, don’t think of leaving this room!"

In the opposite private room.

Quinn Shepherd opened the door slightly and quietly asked Elias, "There was a loud noise from inside just now; should we check it out?"

Elias, who was in the midst of entertaining guests, paused for a moment.

Just as he was about to speak, the sliding door opposite them fell over with a "boom."