CHAPTER 219: CHAPTER 219: JULIANA JACOBS STOOD THERE, NOT KNOWING HOW LONG SHE HAD BEEN LISTENING

Juliana looked at him.

Her eyes first showed shock, then turned into a trace of icy sarcasm.

"Is this the purpose of you letting me stay at your house?"

Jared Langley closed his eyes, "Don’t look for some righteous reason, now my mother needs you to take the fall for this. You’re my fiancée, we’re already a community of interests. And in this community, her value is the greatest, you should know how to choose."

Juliana raised an eyebrow, "Sorry, I don’t know."

Jared was angered by her heartless words.

"After being abandoned by Evan Grant once, haven’t you learned to bow your head in high society? Or are you already used to the feeling of being kicked out?"

As soon as the words fell, a sharp slap landed heavily on his face.

Jared’s face turned to one side from the slap, the stinging pain instantly ignited all his rationale, an unprecedented rage rushed to his head.

From childhood to adulthood, no one had ever dared treat him like this!

His eyes seethed with ferocity, suddenly lunging forward, he grabbed Juliana by the neck!

With a dull "thud," the back of Juliana’s head hit the door.

This sound was like a bucket of cold water, waking Jared up.

Seeing Juliana’s brows knit in suffocation, and the flash of pain in her eyes, a twitching pain came from Jared’s chest, and he quickly released his hand.

"Juliana, why are you so stubborn?"

Juliana coughed several times, then steadied her breathing.

But when she looked at him, her eyes were very red.

"Fine, let’s talk about interests. I want the lab to approve Summer Shaw’s heart cultivation application, can your good brother handle that?"

"This..." Jared’s face showed difficulty, "You know, Summer’s matter is stuck with Florence Sinclair."

Juliana laughed, "Because Florence doesn’t like me, so Summer’s life is her last trump card, and you... also afraid to offend her?"

"Juliana, we have to align with the Sinclair Family’s interests."

"Just to continue the family line?" Juliana chuckled softly, "Then you’d better advise your dear mother to do more good deeds, after all, if she does too many treacherous things, even clinging tightly to the Sinclair Family, it might still be hard to avoid a doomed fate."

She pushed past Jared and entered the room, closing the door.

With a "click," the sound of the door being locked.

Elias Langley reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her into his embrace.

Juliana’s nose felt a little sore, leaning against his shoulder blade, inhaling his scent to calm her emotions.

"Are you okay?"

Elias’s fingers wove through her soft hair, his warm palm gently covered the hidden scar at the back of her head.

Juliana mumbled into his chest, "Head hurts."

Elias frowned, picked her up, placed her on the bed, and then picked up the phone, "I’ll have Miles Monroe come take a look."

Juliana stopped his hand, "No, if he comes our relationship will be exposed."

Elias furrowed his brow.

Juliana said, "Just one last step, I’ll be fine after I rest."

Elias put down the phone, holding her more tenderly.

Juliana rested in his arms for a while, after calming down, she realized something wrong with his previous words.

"Why would you call Miles for my headache?"

Elias’s gaze flashed, "He knows a bit about treating headaches."

Juliana bit her lip, poked his forehead, "You’re fooling me."

Elias was amused by her, his fingers gently kneading her temples.

"Still can’t recall anything from before?"

Juliana closed her eyes, frowning slightly, "Is the past important?"

Elias didn’t know how to answer.

Juliana adjusted to a comfortable position in his arms,

"Remembering the past only means knowing what my parents look like, then finding them. But so many years have passed, I’ve tried every method, if they were looking for me too, they must have found me by now..."

At this point, Juliana deliberately paused.

"The time I most wanted to find them has passed, all these years through rain and wind alone. Now, whether they’re here or not, it makes no difference to me."

So, when she said she wouldn’t search anymore, she truly let it go.

"Elias..." Juliana suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him, "I don’t have much time left, and I don’t want to waste it on pointless things. Saving Summer, and finding out who wants me dead, are the two things I most want to do."

"What do you mean not much time left, there’s always uncertainty, you’ll live to a ripe old age."

Elias held her tightly, as if she were a precious treasure he never wanted to lose again.

...

Leona Sheridan had been locked up for several days, with no sign of Victor Langley letting her go.

Juliana left early and came back late every day, ignoring Jared.

Florence Sinclair was discharged and returned to the Langley Residence, only to find a pervasive sense of oppression throughout.

And aside from the day she was awake, Elias Langley never appeared again.

This extreme sense of alienation left her feeling unreal.

Unable to hold back, Florence finally cornered Elias in a corridor corner one evening before the Langleys had returned.

"Brother-in-law, are you going to become estranged from me because of this?"

Florence’s voice carried a hint of grievance.

Elias was carrying medicine for Juliana, his eyes cold and aloof.

"I’ve always believed in the principle of birds of a feather flock together, we are different, we can’t work together."

After saying this, he was about to leave.

Florence quickly sidestepped to block his path, her tone urgent with a hint of incomprehension.

"Isn’t it just making Chairman Langley misunderstand Leona Sheridan? You’re holding this against me. You grew up at the Sinclair Family; they never helped you a bit, you and the Sinclair Family are family. Now you want to draw a line between us for an outsider?"

Elias’s lips curled into a cold sneer, "Against the Sinclair Family? Do you alone presume to represent the entire Sinclair Family? If every member of the Sinclair Family were like you, slandering without success, then turning on others, I would reconsider my relationship with the whole Sinclair Family."

His words made Florence’s face pale.

Being exposed, shame and anger surged within her, so she decided to drop the act.

"Yes, I don’t want Juliana to have it easy, but more than that, I don’t want to see you getting too close to her! Brother Elias, I hope you see clearly, even if the true Sinclair family daughter from the marriage contract is dead, if you were to marry again, the person you can marry must be a Sinclair!"

Elias’s brow furrowed with coldness, "Who told you that?"

Florence’s heart skipped a beat.

She realized she had inadvertently revealed the old man’s most secret plan in her haste.

But having spoken thus far, there was no point in hiding anymore.

"Does someone need to explicitly tell me? With your current status, who wouldn’t want to secure you? Grandpa is smart, the Sinclair Family needs someone like you as a shield, how could he let go?"

"A shield?"

Elias’s gaze landed on a nonexistent point in the distance, letting out a light, cold laugh.

"I, Elias Langley, am grateful only to Mr. and Mrs. Sinclair, did others misunderstand?"

Florence stood there, frozen, her lips moved, but no words came out.

Elias brushed past her, took a few steps away, then turned back, "If you don’t dare confess to Victor Langley that you were the one who released the snake, then you’d better keep those shadowy thoughts and secrets of yours well hidden. Don’t bring them up to disgust others."

"You..."

Florence was so choked by his words that she trembled all over, a wave of humiliation washing over her.

Elias continued his stride away, rounding the corner, his figure froze.

Juliana was standing there, it’s unclear how long she had been listening.