CHAPTER 90: CHAPTER 90: HE’S MY LOVER—WANT TO MEET HIM?

"Stella is a sensible child. Even if I’m divorced from your aunt, you must continue to take good care of her. That’s my only condition."

Stella took a deep breath, tears welling in her eyes as she looked at Evan.

The man’s face was stern, his expression obscure and unreadable.

After a moment, he spoke indifferently, "I’ll ensure her wealth and luxury for a lifetime, but she must go abroad and never set foot in the country again."

Stella’s body staggered, tears streamed down her face.

"Thank you... brother."

George Grant gritted his teeth and signed the divorce agreement.

Lily Windsor slumped to the ground, numbly signing her name, as if all her strength had been drained.

Evan took the agreement, a cold smile curling at the corners of his lips.

"Congratulations, Father. In a month, you’ll be a free man again."

George turned his face away, unwilling to look at him.

As he passed by Stella, Evan didn’t pause, coldly tossing out, "Once you’re healed, leave the country immediately."

Stella bit her lip, her fingers clenched until her knuckles turned white.

The Empyrean Pavilion closed its doors, ending business early.

Lily broke down crying, "Husband, I can’t bear to leave you..."

"Enough!"

Having been suppressed by Evan, George’s temper flared up too.

"I don’t care who you drugged, but after you do it, you must clean up the mess. Look at Evan’s attitude today... I’ve never been so humiliated in my life!"

After finishing, he stormed out in a fit of rage.

Lily clutched her chest, grabbing her daughter’s hand.

"Stella, are you giving up on Mom too?"

"Mom," Stella said emotionally, "we’ve been manipulated by Juliana again. Right now, the only way to protect ourselves is to comply with my brother. You have a month. As long you can ruin Juliana’s reputation and make my brother disdain her, there’s still room for negotiation with Uncle."

These words hit Lily where it hurt most.

The most important thing to her was this marriage with George.

She had worked hard for ten years, and besides her, there was no other woman by George’s side.

Lily’s eyes filled with intense hatred, "Juliana, I’ll fight you to the death."

...

Juliana returned the painting to Celestial Vista, along with Old Man Linton’s bank card.

Rosalind Linton was surprised, "You didn’t spend a single cent?"

"I’m leaving with nothing. Consider this painting as my breakup fee."

Rosalind was very dissatisfied, "Evan can squander billions on a mistress, it’s only right for you to ask for billions in alimony! Spending four years with him, leaving with nothing, are you stupid?"

Juliana’s gaze remained calm, "I only married him to save my grandfather, not for his money. This was an unequal marriage from the start. Now that it has ensured my grandfather’s well-being, four years is worth it."

Old Man Linton nodded, "Juliana is right. We shouldn’t covet what isn’t ours. Nothing is more important than Juliana being able to divorce smoothly. Next time, I will personally vet her fiancé; no matter how rich, a jerk is not acceptable."

"Dad, I’m only thinking of Juliana’s future. A woman remarried is always a notch lower, and without money, her in-laws would despise her even more."

Old Man Linton got angry, "Money, money, money. You’re so clear-headed when advising others, but what about when that man dumped you? He married a wealthy woman, did you ask him for a breakup fee? Did you tell him you were pregnant?"

Rosalind felt a bit awkward, "Because I truly loved him."

Juliana cut in, "Auntie Linton, what’s Aidan Linton’s father’s name?"

Rosalind warily asked, "Why do you want to know?"

Juliana teased, "Just seeing if there’s still a chance for you two to reunite."

Rosalind’s face showed a flicker of awkwardness, "It’s been too long, I don’t remember."

Juliana said, "Aren’t you worried he’ll regret not knowing he has a son?"

Rosalind tilted her head, hiding the regret on her face.

"I didn’t take good care of my son, even if there’s a chance, I have no face to tell him."

Juliana wanted to ask more, but her phone rang.

It was Quinn Shepherd calling.

She stood up and bid farewell to her grandfather, answering the call as she left Celestial Vista.

"Miss Jacobs, the waitress who was supposed to take you to the room last night is in room 508 at The Ambrosia Hotel. Mr. Langley said to leave it to you."

Juliana half-squinted her eyes, her fingertips turning white.

"Thank you, Secretary Shepherd."

The call ended on the other side.

Quinn Shepherd looked at Elias Langley, "She only thanked me, didn’t mention you at all."

Elias Langley focused on his document without moving, "Does her concern matter?"

Quinn Shepherd was silent, "..."

Just as Juliana reached her car in the parking lot, she caught sight of a figure approaching rapidly in the reflection of the car window.

Her heart tightened, and instinctively, she clutched her handbag firmly.

The next moment, a stranger’s hand landed on her shoulder.

Juliana spun around swiftly, pressing the high-voltage stun gun in her hand against the person’s waist.

"Ah~~~~ Juliana..."

"Why is it you?"

Seeing it was Adrian Langley, Juliana quickly put away the stun gun.

Adrian clutched the spot where he was shocked, his legs turning weak, and as he was about to fall, Juliana quickly opened the backdoor, half-supporting, half-pushing him into the car.

Adrian broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead, sinking into the seat, gasping for air.

Juliana questioned coldly, "Why were you sneaking behind me?"

Adrian took a long while to respond, "I... waited here especially for you."

"How long have you known this location?" Juliana’s voice suddenly deepened.

However, Adrian did not answer her question.

"Last night..." He stared at the car roof, his Adam’s apple moving, "I saw you being taken into the elevator, but..."

His fingers unconsciously clenched into fists.

"Sorry, I’m useless. I was worried about you all night."

Because he was worried, he exposed his whereabouts just to chase here to ask if she was okay.

Why was he afraid to admit he’s Aidan? Juliana couldn’t figure it out, but his concern didn’t move her at all.

"I’m fine, can you walk on your own?"

Adrian tried to stand, but his legs were too weak.

"Give me... two more minutes."

Juliana chuckled lightly, "Where to? I’ll take you."

"Blackstar Tower."

She grabbed a blanket to cover him, then closed the door and turned to the driver’s seat.

Juliana’s car had just turned out of Celestial Vista’s underground garage when a black Maybach suddenly cut in from the side, skidding to a stop right in front of her.

Ethan Carter quickly got out of the car and opened the back door, and Evan Grant stepped out with long strides.

Juliana muttered "persistent ghost," glanced at Adrian in the backseat, and rolled down the car window by a finger’s width.

The chill between Evan’s brows hadn’t dissipated since this morning.

He knocked on her window, "Roll it all the way down."

Juliana remained still, her fingers tightly gripping the steering wheel, calmly asking, "Do you need something?"

"I don’t like talking through a window."

Juliana looked straight ahead, "Then you better get used to it."

Evan’s jawline tightened sharply, his knuckles pressed heavily against the window sill.

"Who’s in your car?"

Juliana suppressed the panic rising in her heart and turned to meet his gaze, her lips curving into a provocative smirk.

"It’s my lover, want an introduction?"