CHAPTER 182: CHAPTER 182: WHAT’S WRONG WITH BEING A LOW-MAINTENANCE PERSON?

Judging by Leona Sheridan’s reaction, it didn’t seem like she was the one who attacked Summer Shaw.

Juliana Jacobs was contemplating whether to swallow her pride and sign the agreement to move into the Langley Residence to investigate, when the butler suddenly received a phone call. After whispering a few words to Leona Sheridan, she became somewhat anxious.

"Are you going to sign or not? If not, get out. Who knows, my son might tire of you before he even recovers. By then, if you refuse to leave the Langley Family, I’ll have to arrange for someone to send you away."

As she finished speaking, a gentle female voice sounded.

"Is Mrs. Langley entertaining guests?"

Juliana Jacobs looked towards the source of the voice...

Isabelle Sinclair covered her mouth in surprise, saying, "Oh, it’s Miss Jacobs."

Juliana Jacobs’ gaze fixed on her face for two seconds, then she picked up the pen and signed the agreement.

Isabelle craned her neck to see and asked, "What’s this about, Mrs. Langley?"

Leona Sheridan’s expression softened considerably, and she sighed, "Isn’t it just Jared’s confused memory, treating trash as treasure? As his mother, I have to consider his present and also plan for his recovery."

Isabelle nodded, "You are the best mother."

Her words brought a gentle, motherly warmth to Leona Sheridan’s eyes.

But when she glanced at Juliana, her gaze turned fierce and domineering once more.

"Do you have a marriage prospect?" she asked sharply.

Isabelle secretly clenched her fingers, waiting for Juliana’s answer.

Juliana’s expression remained calm, "No."

Isabelle smiled.

It seemed that the brother-in-law was just playing around with her.

She looked at Leona, "Since she doesn’t have one, why not arrange one for her, Mrs. Langley?"

Leona instantly grasped the implication in Isabelle’s words, smiling as she nodded, "Well, I’m just a helpful person."

Juliana glanced coldly at the two, sneering lightly, "You two have your own mess to deal with, yet you find time to pretend harmony in front of me. Try not to be a laughingstock yourselves before you meddle in others’ affairs."

With that, she tossed the pen and turned to leave.

"Is this your attitude after moving into my house? Stand still for me!"

Just as Leona’s voice fell, Adrian Langley hurriedly approached.

He seemed to have rushed back from the company.

"What are you doing here?"

With outsiders present, some things couldn’t be said directly, so he had to ask ambiguously.

Juliana was about to answer when Leona sharply looked at him, "Shouldn’t you be working at the company for our Jared? Why are you back here?"

Adrian bowed his head slightly, "Auntie, I came back to get a document and saw a friend here, just came to say hello."

Leona snorted coldly, "Don’t think just because my son is injured now, you can seize the opportunity to take over the company. Humph! The Langley legacy will never be handed over to a bastard."

Juliana couldn’t take it anymore and stepped in front of Adrian, "Blackstar Technologies is a joint-stock company, and what position he achieves depends on his ability and the board’s decision. Rather than mocking his birth, Mrs. Langley, why not spend a little more time figuring out how to help Jared recover sooner?"

Leona, feeling that she was cursing her son, began trembling in rage.

"Butler! Bring the family rules!"

Juliana and Adrian both furrowed their brows.

Soon, an ebony whip was immediately handed to her.

Leona raised it towards Juliana!

Juliana was about to dodge when a figure swiftly shielded her front.

With a "snap," the whip landed squarely on Adrian’s back.

Juliana’s pupils contracted.

"Are you stupid! Grab the whip from her, how can you just stand there and let her hit you?"

She said, rushing forward to snatch the whip from Leona’s hand.

Leona, used to bullying others and having never faced resistance, was stunned as Juliana suddenly fought back.

After seizing the whip, Juliana swung it fiercely towards the nearby tea table.

Tea splattered everywhere, spilling from the cooled porcelain pot onto Leona’s hand, while the table turned into a mess.

Leona screeched, "You rebel! You’re rebelling! This is simply..."

Juliana returned to Adrian’s side, abruptly cutting off her words.

"Wouldn’t it be better to stay out of the way? Those who understand will realize you’re in menopause, those who don’t might think you’re a ghost released from an old haunted estate centuries ago, ready for a museum."

"You, you, you..." Leona was so furious she could barely stand.

Isabelle quickly stepped aside, afraid she might collapse onto her.

"Let’s go, we’re heading to the hospital."

Juliana grabbed Adrian and left.

Ultimately, the butler supported Leona.

Isabelle turned to the front yard to call Elias Langley.

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered.

"Brother-in-law..." she began, her voice already tinged with tears, "I was almost scared to death."

"What happened?" Elias asked in a low voice.

"It was Miss Jacobs who came to the Langley Residence to provoke Mrs. Langley. She only wanted to discipline that bastard, yet Juliana defended him in every way, even laying hands on Mrs. Langley. Mrs. Langley was so infuriated she nearly fainted. What’s worse, Juliana didn’t care for anyone else, only supporting that bastard, even personally driving him to the hospital."

Yet after hearing her out, Elias didn’t ask which hospital they went to, but instead said, "You’re a guest. You’d best not meddle in the Langley affairs, let alone get involved."

Such a blunt warning left Isabelle momentarily speechless.

She immediately realized her eagerness might have made him unhappy.

But she was unwilling to give up, and with a slight shift in tone, she added softly, "Brother-in-law, I wasn’t trying to cause discord; I’m just concerned that your deep affection for Miss Jacobs might lead to trouble if she keeps acting so brazenly."

Elias’s tone over the phone became more severe.

"Jared’s condition is unique, and he can’t endure any stimulation. Juliana is now his fiancée, a role everyone recognizes to aid in his treatment. Keep your mouth shut. If Jared faces any issues due to rumors, regardless of how much the Langley Family wants to be in good graces with the Sinclair Family, they won’t be kind to you!"

Having said that, Elias ended the call.

Seeing the words "Recording saved" on the phone screen, an unspeakable frustration and anger welled up in Isabelle’s chest.

She had intended to use the call to discern his relationship with that woman, then report to her grandfather to give him a wake-up call, but his words were impeccable.

However, the marital union between the Langley and Sinclair families couldn’t be broken. At least the Langley Family depended on the Sinclairs, so even if he couldn’t always hold on to a title, the person he should marry is her, not letting an outsider become his wife.

This is absolutely unacceptable!

"Juliana Jacobs, let’s see how things go!" Isabelle said.

Juliana drove Adrian to the hospital.

After being hit by a whip, Adrian’s pale complexion had gradually recovered.

"I’m fine." he said.

But Juliana remained insistent, "We’re going to the hospital to leave a record of domestic violence for future use."

Adrian seemed to realize.

"What’s the situation with the Sinclair Family?" Juliana asked.

"The Sinclairs of Kingsford?" Adrian thought for a moment, "The family operates in a very low profile. Victor Langley rarely mentions them, so I don’t know much. But one thing is strange, the Sinclairs hold an exceptional status in the Langley Family and are treated as honored guests, even my second uncle shows them respect."

"Check it out," Juliana ordered.

When Elias Langley arrived at the hospital, Adrian’s injured back had just been treated.

His delicate skin had suffered little over the years, so even without breaking the skin, the red marks it left were ominously evident.

Juliana handed him a shirt, her fingers lightly brushing across his spine, her eyes filled with undisguised concern...