CHAPTER 211: CHAPTER 211: A SUPERFICIAL CALM, HIDDEN MOTIVES

Leona Sheridan, with tears streaming down her face, held her son’s hand, "Because of this woman, you almost met The Reaper’s Court again..."

Victor Langley felt her words were ominous, so he interrupted, "Jared’s condition is only temporary; it’s not that serious."

Florence Sinclair, who had been silent, withdrew her gaze from Elias Langley and spoke calmly in a seemingly considerate tone, "Actually, Mrs. Langley’s agitation is understandable. Miss Jacobs has too many male connections, always entangled with men. Even though she and the eldest son are engaged, they have been living separately..."

"Didn’t I tell you to return to Kingsford? Is there something so important here that you would leave your duties to intervene personally?" Elias Langley leisurely interrupted her.

Florence Sinclair was momentarily embarrassed, then calmly replied, "There’s a patient’s test that hasn’t been completed; I have to stay and wait for the data. I don’t know if you know her, she’s a friend of Miss Jacobs."

Elias Langley raised an eyebrow, "Why would you think I need to know all her friends?"

Florence Sinclair suddenly found herself at a loss for words.

Elias Langley chose this moment to make his point clear, "If you staying here has ulterior motives, then you should leave."

The Sinclair family princess couldn’t be offended. Seeing this, Victor Langley hurriedly sought to mediate, "Second brother, Miss Sinclair stays because of work, and we must not neglect our guest."

Even Leona Sheridan commented, "We should respect Miss Sinclair’s career. If she stays here for the Mid-Autumn Festival, she’s welcome."

Juliana Jacobs looked at Leona Sheridan in surprise.

Previously, she insisted a woman should be at home teaching children to be good, but now she wants to respect a woman’s career.

Apparently, her set of feudal rules was applied according to the person.

Juliana Jacobs smirked mockingly, "Mrs. Langley, I hope you can remember your lofty words."

Leona Sheridan’s face darkened, "What do you mean? I’m your elder, and you talk to me like this?"

"Elder?" Juliana Jacobs’s voice was cold, "I respect the age of an elder, not your actions. Besides, the Langley family hardly wants a prisoner to be their matriarch, do they?"

Leona Sheridan instantly raised her voice, "Is it not just to take you for a check-up? How dare you threaten me like this!"

What she considered a minor issue was an unbearable humiliation to another.

Juliana Jacobs clearly showed her displeasure, picking up her phone.

Victor Langley realized she wanted to call the police and hurriedly scolded Leona Sheridan, "Is the law defined by you? Just because you say it’s minor, it is? Weigh it with your limited housewife’s insight, between the Langley family’s reputation and you, which can withstand more turmoil!"

Leona Sheridan was taken aback by her husband’s unprecedented severity, her face alternating between pale and livid, finally realizing the seriousness of the situation.

She looked at Juliana Jacobs with extreme reluctance, squeezing out a sentence through clenched teeth, "My son became like this because of you, what do you want?"

Juliana Jacobs could tell she was reminding her of the favor Jared had done by saving her life.

She put down her phone, said coldly, "Mrs. Langley, you’re good at finding bargaining chips for yourself, but your son is your son, and you are you. From now on, mind your own business and keep your mouth shut about mine. Otherwise, I don’t mind showing everyone what kind of person the matriarch of the Langley family truly is."

After speaking, Juliana Jacobs turned her gaze to the bed-bound Jared, "When I’m working, I’m emotionally low and have little patience. Don’t come to my workplace looking for me in the future."

With that, she turned and left.

Jared frowned and quickly asked, "I’ll be discharged in a while, will you come back tonight?"

"Son..."

Leona Sheridan wanted to speak, but Jared shot her a cold glare, shutting her up.

Juliana Jacobs didn’t answer his question, her figure disappearing at the hospital room door.

"What a thing? Such a scoundrel." Leona Sheridan muttered under her breath.

Elias Langley frowned slightly at her words.

"Why are you acting like a street shrew? Keep those foul words to yourself and remember your status."

Victor Langley was extremely disgusted with her current behavior, left in a sullen mood.

Adrian Langley, seeing this, promptly returned to his own hospital room.

Elias Langley walked downstairs inside the hospital’s inpatient department, and Florence Sinclair followed suit.

"Brother-in-law, you’ve changed."

Elias Langley stopped and looked at her.

Florence Sinclair pursed her lips, stepped forward, and said, "I can now understand why Isabelle was so heartbroken after returning home. Seeing how you treated Miss Jacobs compared to her, such an unfair distinction chilled her heart."

Elias Langley looked at her with eyes devoid of warmth.

"Isabelle Sinclair drugged Juliana Jacobs at the Langley family’s place, Leona Sheridan took her to the hospital to humiliate her. If these things happened to you, would you generously forgive them? The evidence that Juliana Jacobs holds now is enough to disgrace the Langley family. After all, you’re an outsider, you can’t fully grasp these calculations and considerations."

Florence Sinclair was stung by his last remark.

Though she had been adopted into the Sinclair family a year after their biological daughter’s passing, after so many years, she had long considered Elias Langley family.

But reality harshly woke her up; if strictly speaking, she held no real relation with Elias Langley.

Even when three years later, the marriage contract with the late Sinclair family’s daughter ended, Elias Langley would most likely marry Isabelle Sinclair, not her.

"I’m sorry, brother-in-law, I blamed you without considering everything."

"It’s okay, you’re just looking out for yourself, no harm in that. I still prefer to see you confident as you are."

With those words, they exchanged smiles.

Elias Langley seemed to be a truly forgiving brother, completely accepting her apology and growth.

And Florence Sinclair seemed to have fully taken his advice to heart.

The scene, appearing to gloss over tension, was in fact fraught with concealed intentions.

Elias Langley returned to the car, rubbing his temples without a word.

Quinn Shepherd reported, "Old Mr. Sinclair called to inquire if we were still searching for the Sinclair family’s daughter, I gave a perfunctory response."

Elias Langley impatiently looked out the window, "After the Mid-Autumn Festival, send two specimens to the testing center in Kingsford."

Quinn Shepherd’s eyes widened, "Did you find another target?"

He had been occupied with other work these past few days; the major progress in his boss’s tasks had gone unnoticed by him.

Elias Langley closed his eyes, "Drive, business matters first."

Without a response, Quinn Shepherd was puzzled but started the car anyway.

...

Jared was discharged in the afternoon, picked up by Juliana Jacobs.

Returning to the Langley family home.

Perhaps because of the recording she had, Leona Sheridan was much quieter.

Juliana Jacobs went straight back to her guest room, not even sparing her a glance.

Leona Sheridan was seething.

Florence Sinclair gently comforted her, "Auntie, now both the eldest son and my brother-in-law are siding with Miss Jacobs, and you don’t have a good way to change the current situation, so it’s better to be patient."

Upon hearing this, a determined glint flashed in Leona Sheridan’s eyes.

Though she couldn’t do much to her son now, she could certainly work on Elias Langley.

She already had a plan.

Leona Sheridan smiled and patted Florence Sinclair’s hand, quietly saying, "Don’t worry, I’ve long thought it through. Auntie wants to ask you for a favor, to have lunch with Elias tomorrow."

Florence Sinclair didn’t know what she planned, but nodded in agreement.

At that moment, a housekeeper brought Leona Sheridan bird’s nest soup.

Leona Sheridan drank it in one go, then noticed a strange medicinal taste.

"Why does it have a medicinal taste? Are you trying to harm me?"