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Stop Panicking! Miss Jacobs will Not Look Back!

Chapter 165: "Brother-in-law, Who Is Juliana?

Author: Nine Xi
updatedAt: 2025-11-21

CHAPTER 165: CHAPTER 165: "BROTHER-IN-LAW, WHO IS JULIANA?

Evan Grant glanced at the person next to Isaac Grant, and the relaxed expression on his face showed a slight crack.

His most trusted assistant, Angus Slade, was not here.

Isaac Grant gave him a look as if this was an "unexpected" discovery, finally managing to laugh in triumph.

"I don’t like that woman, whether she’s your wife or not, she won’t live this time."

Evan Grant’s eyes grew deep, "Let’s talk when you succeed, I need to save Grandma’s life, I won’t sign this will."

...

Over there, Juliana Jacobs spent the entire night trying to calm herself and only slept for two hours before dawn.

She used light makeup to hide her fatigue and was about to leave when Jared Langley’s call came in.

She hesitated for two seconds and then answered.

"Are you up?" he asked.

"I’m about to head out, what’s up?"

Jared Langley chuckled, "I’m in the parking lot downstairs waiting to have breakfast with you."

Juliana Jacobs put down the phone, pondering how to make him understand her determination to refuse as she hurried to the parking lot.

Jared Langley stood alone by the Jaguar, dressed in a sharp suit and looking quite suave.

Seeing Juliana Jacobs approaching, he smiled, "Director Jacobs really is..."

Jared Langley was halfway through his sentence when he heard a man speaking in Valtaran nearby: "That woman usually leaves here for work at 7:30 AM, have you seen her?"

Juliana Jacobs’ expression changed instantly, covering Jared Langley’s mouth, but the other party had already sensed the commotion, sweeping his sharp gaze over.

Jared Langley reacted swiftly, yanking open the car door and shoving her into the passenger seat while he quickly circled around to the driver’s seat.

But a group of tattooed brutes ambushing near Juliana Jacobs’ car had already rushed over, intercepting Jared Langley halfway.

Jared Langley wasn’t bad at fighting, but these men were all bigger than him, specially trained, and vicious in their coordinated attacks, numbering seven or eight.

Soon, they had Jared Langley subdued.

Meanwhile, on the other side, a tattooed brute rudely yanked open the car door, attempting to drag Juliana Jacobs out.

Just then, Ethan Carter arrived with a dozen bodyguards, quickly joining the fray.

Evan Grant’s men were formidable fighters, but these foreign "Black Wolf" were extremely difficult to deal with.

In the chaos, Ethan Carter desperately fended off a few attackers, shouting hoarsely at Jared Langley, "Can’t hold on, get Miss Jacobs out of here fast!"

Jared Langley seized the opportunity, swiftly returning to the car, and in a few moves, beat back the tattooed brute pulling Juliana Jacobs, slipping into the car.

He floored the gas pedal, the vehicle sped out, instantly bursting out of the parking lot.

Ethan Carter took a punch, spitting blood, grabbed his phone and sent a voice message, "President Grant, the opponent’s too strong, the police aren’t here yet, Miss Jacobs, she..."

Before he could finish speaking, he took a blow to the head, his phone knocked from his hand, and he fainted.

At the Grant Family’s old residence, a standoff was underway.

The old lady couldn’t hold on due to her age, clamped down, her body began to sway.

"Evan, don’t worry about me, leave here, protect yourself."

Isaac Grant sneered, "Since he’s here, he can’t leave whether he signs the will or not."

Just as the words fell, the Grant Family’s gate was suddenly smashed open by a police armored vehicle, and over ten SWAT officers swiftly stormed in.

Seeing this, several of Isaac Grant’s henchmen immediately threw down the old lady and fiercely resisted.

Isaac Grant’s face turned ashen, glaring at Evan Grant, who remained calm throughout, "You actually called the police, do you think the police can touch me?"

Evan Grant smirked coolly, "Once you’re inside, you might want to see if your backer is still useful."

Isaac Grant’s expression changed drastically.

Beside him, George Grant couldn’t help but speak up in reproach, "Evan, family scandals shouldn’t be exposed, how could you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, in the chaos, a tattooed brute kicked away by the police staggered and helplessly swung his knife towards Isaac Grant.

Caught off-guard, Isaac Grant surprisingly grabbed his father, who was speaking for him, pulling him in front.

The blade sank into George Grant’s chest.

Even the old lady was shocked, while Evan Grant only coldly averted his gaze.

George Grant gazed in disbelief at his son, whom he’d spoiled since childhood, shock and despair filling his eyes.

Seeing that Isaac Grant and his men were about to be subdued, Evan Grant’s phone beeped.

Reading Ethan Carter’s voice message, he walked out to the yard grimly.

After briefly contemplating, he picked up his phone and dialed a number...

The Apex Hotel.

Elias Langley was about to head out when Isabelle Sinclair grabbed him.

"Brother-in-law, have breakfast with me."

Elias Langley wanted to go to Aetherflame to clarify things with that woman, so he replied indifferently, "No time, if you’re angry, you can starve yourself."

Isabelle Sinclair pouted; the whole family spoiled her, except him.

She grabbed his car keys, "If you won’t have breakfast with me, don’t think about leaving."

Elias Langley was about to speak when his phone rang.

It was an unfamiliar number.

Normally, he wouldn’t answer such calls, but a strong instinct compelled him to pick up.

"Put the keys back."

He ordered, then walked to the window to answer.

"Mr. Langley."

Evan Grant’s voice came from the phone.

Elias Langley pressed his lips together, his tone detached, "President Grant, you managed to get my number, quite the skill you have."

Evan Grant didn’t waste time, "Regarding my wife, I’d like to make a deal with you."

At this moment, Elias Langley’s phone beeped with a call waiting signal.

He glanced at the name, his gaze sharp, "Sorry, I don’t trade her."

He promptly hung up on Evan Grant and answered Jared Langley’s call.

Jared Langley sounded urgent, hardly giving him time to speak.

"Uncle, Juliana and I are being pushed onto the mountain road by a group of desperate criminals, they’re determined, we can’t escape."

Elias Langley’s heart tightened, he spoke gravely, "Find a way to stall them, send me your location."

Then, he turned around, picked up his car keys, and walked towards the door.

"Brother-in-law, who’s Juliana?" Isabelle Sinclair asked.

"Don’t ask what you shouldn’t be meddling in."

Isabelle Sinclair stamped her foot in frustration.

Elias Langley opened the door just as a server was about to ring the bell, holding a plate of sweet steamed custard.

Seeing him, the server hurriedly said, "Sir, this was left at the front desk last night by a lady, she asked us to deliver it to you at this time today."

Elias Langley froze suddenly, instantly understanding, and turned his gaze to Isabelle Sinclair.

Isabelle Sinclair panicked, "Aren’t you averse to women? I was helping you fend off bad romances, what’s wrong?"

Urgent matters awaited, Elias Langley shot her a cold glance, leaving a "I’ll deal with you later" and rushed away.

As they emerged from the apartment’s underground parking, Jared Langley’s car was closely pursued by two black SUVs.

Jared Langley sped along, from the city center, was forced all the way to the suburban roads.

Just like when Juliana Jacobs’ car had been forced toward the seaside.

After sending Elias Langley the location share from Jared Langley’s phone, Juliana Jacobs calmly instructed him to wreck one of the SUVs.

Yet ultimately, only the remaining SUV forced them to halt at a spot near a cliff.

Plants grew densely on the steep slope below, the river rushed past.

"I’ll distract them, find an opportunity to leave."

Jared Langley said, unbuckling the seatbelt and expertly getting out, tossing his suit jacket back onto the seat casually.

The shirt outlined tense shoulder and back lines, he took a few steady steps toward the opposing vehicle’s hood and halted.

At this moment, the driver’s door of the SUV opened, Angus Slade stepped out.

The other side’s door simultaneously opened, and out came Stella Windsor.

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