CHAPTER 29: CHAPTER 29: DO YOU REMEMBER THE 50 MILLION?

Jordan Jacobs had no idea Lachlan Wyatt would suddenly bring this up. Doesn’t this show that he’s here to help that woman!

Jordan Jacobs began to waver internally. Just who exactly is that woman, that even someone as prominent as Lachlan Wyatt would help her like this? Could it be that she has powerful backing...

Lachlan blocked his way. No matter what, Jordan Jacobs is the Young Master Jacobs, a top-tier figure in this circle. Lachlan surely wouldn’t rashly attack him, but precisely because he wouldn’t act directly, his tone was more sarcastic, "Heard you hit someone on the street?"

How could Jordan Jacobs admit to that?

"It was because my fiancée was provoked. I had to protect her..."

Upon hearing this, Yvonne Jennings quickly stood up, as if trying to prove herself in front of the crowd, not missing any chance to showcase herself, "It’s all my fault, Lachlan, it’s all my fault. Blame it all on me. Jordan was just worried about me getting hurt..."

Lachlan squinted impatiently and clicked his tongue, not expecting Yvonne to take the blame upon herself.

Look at them, so loving and intimate, as if he’s the one who deserves to die.

Lachlan’s voice carried a hint of threat, "What kind of conflict did you all have to escalate into hitting someone? Hmm?"

Though Yvonne herself wasn’t unattractive, her anxious state made her appear pitiful, trembling as she tried to tug Lachlan’s sleeve, "Lachlan, because of me... it’s all my fault. If you must target someone, just target me, don’t make things difficult for Jordan..."

As she spoke, she showed even more grievance and pitiful expression.

Is she trying to play the victim to seduce Lachlan?

Lachlan despised those who played the victim. Looking at Yvonne’s pitiful face, another figure seemed to surface in his mind.

That woman never bowed her head to defend herself; her displeasure was always written on her face, never caring about the other’s status, even when knowing she couldn’t win, she would always stand firm and upright.

He never saw her truly admit her fault. Even when sparring with him, there was always a playful and cunning glint in her eyes.

As if she could more easily withdraw from this thrilling ambiguity than him.

Gathering his thoughts, Lachlan looked at Yvonne with her bowed head, and irritably said, "Stay aside, am I making things difficult for your husband? What is he worthy of me making things difficult for? Funny, huh."

Yvonne’s face turned pale; wasn’t this saying Jordan Jacobs was inferior to him! No matter what, Jordan had immense power; otherwise, why would Orion Crawford choose the Jacobs for an alliance, in the world of prestigious family alliances, it’s always between equals, not to help the lower ones.

Upon hearing this, Yvonne couldn’t help but speak on Jordan’s behalf, "I understand Lachlan must have a deep connection with that young lady, so when I had a conflict with her, Jordan helped me, and you helped her, it makes sense, so..."

Upon hearing this, the onlooking crowd understood, oh, it’s because of a fit of anger over a beauty.

But doesn’t Yvonne seem quite reasonable? Let’s watch and see.

The crowd watched enthusiastically, but the involved parties were quite anxious.

Lachlan didn’t expect Yvonne would hint at an ambiguous relationship between Iris Crawford and Lachlan. He felt amused, unwilling to waste more words on her, each word could be twisted by her, "Five minutes, James, help me check the street surveillance from back then, I’d like to see who made the first move."

Unexpectedly, James, with understanding, handed over the iPad, "Here."

Lachlan was stunned, "So quick?" He thought he could pretend it’d take five minutes.

James pretended even better, "Your network is just too slow."

"..." Lachlan opened the video, sure enough, he saw Iris Crawford and Peach strolling down the mall road, trying to enter but being stopped by Yvonne.

Subsequently, Iris’s indifferent attitude probably provoked Yvonne; Lachlan could imagine how irritating Iris’s mouth must be. Yvonne, enraged, understandably made the first move, only to be controlled by Iris, then Jordan Jacobs appeared on the scene, leading to Iris being hit.

Watching the surveillance footage, Jordan knew he was the one who acted, and no matter what, he, as a man, shouldn’t hit a woman, while Yvonne speculated Lachlan was pressing them to admit to the violence and vent, if she momentarily bowed her head, she might still save her brother’s bubble tea shop...

Thinking of this, Yvonne spoke first, "Lachlan, there’s nothing to see, I...I apologize to you..."

"Are you crazy." Lachlan didn’t even look at her properly, harshly flinging away Yvonne’s hand that tried to grab him, "Why apologize to me? If you wanted to hit me, could you still stand here now?"

Yvonne shivered in fear, "Lachlan means..."

"Since you like taking the blame, I admire your courage to bear it. Here’s the deal, when I bring her back, how about standing still to let her slap you and then apologize?" Lachlan laughed joyfully, "Right in this shop."

The crowd gasped in shock.

This, isn’t this publicly shaming her?

Yvonne clenched her phone, her eyes filled with hatred, she was supposed to stand in the shop and take a slap from that bitch? Did Lachlan buy out the entire mall just to trouble them for this?

How could Yvonne swallow this? She had endured for so many years, finally waited till Iris perished, thinking she could fly high with Jordan Jacobs, only for a nameless bitch to appear halfway, backed by Lachlan Wyatt, whom they couldn’t touch!

Yvonne couldn’t believe her ears, "Lachlan...in this shop..."

"Moreover, if anything wrong is found in the shop..." Lachlan issued another warning, smilingly, "Your brother Howard Jennings’s investment in this shop would go up in smoke. I heard the renovations plus PR fees are nearly a million."

It implied that if Yvonne could endure the humiliation of taking a slap from Iris and let go of the anger, Lachlan could turn a blind eye and spare them.

Otherwise, the money would be wasted. And Yvonne lent the money to Howard!

How could a gold-digger like Yvonne bear to lose this sum?

Lachlan was indeed ruthless, striking where it hurt the most; how could he control others so well?

Yvonne shook with fear, "Since Lachlan spoke like that, I..."

No, she couldn’t admit defeat. She couldn’t lose to that bitch. If she truly lost dignity, she must make that bitch suffer hell!

Lachlan found Jordan Jacobs mimicking stepping out again, laughing coldly, just about to say something when James took a call, then his expression changed dramatically, "Bad news, Lachlan, Birdie is hospitalized!"

Lachlan was surprised, immediately asking, "What’s the situation?"

"No idea..." James clutched his phone, "I’ll go check the situation first, what about these two..."

Lachlan swept a cold gaze over Jordan Jacobs and Yvonne Jennings, If Iris Crawford is hospitalized, this would be big! Jordan Jacobs decided swiftly, smoothly pushing Yvonne, "Didn’t you agree to apologize to the young lady, we’ll follow along... express some regret."

Back when Howard caused trouble at Lachlan Wyatt Technologies, he did the same, pretending regretful to establish a gentleman image for himself.

The move worked well; in Lachlan Wyatt Technologies, people still praised the Young Master Jacobs for being sensible and high-minded!

In this situation, to protect himself, he threw Yvonne under the bus!

Yvonne couldn’t believe it as she stared at Jordan, "Jordan, you really want me to go..."

"Just apologize quickly. Tch!" Jordan lowered his voice, "If this escalates, what about our reputation? Endure a bit, darling, take some hardship, apologize to her... I’ll organize a new wedding for you later. How about we register by the end of the month?"

Men’s rhetoric, deceitful devils. To make Yvonne take the blame, he even used the marriage registration to deceive her.

Unfortunately, Yvonne believed it, initially feeling somewhat wronged, but upon hearing Jordan say he’d compensate her, she suddenly felt heroic, sacrificing herself to protect Jordan from harm, falling into self-induced emotion, nodding towards Jordan.

Ha. Stupid woman.

Jordan Jacobs laughed inwardly. This time, he’s found a scapegoat. Even if he was the one who hit Iris Crawford, Yvonne Jennings would fight tooth and nail to take the blame herself, saving him from any trouble with Lachlan Wyatt.

So he proactively said, "Yvonne, follow Young Master Wyatt and grab a cab together to the hospital. Make sure you ask for forgiveness properly!"

Listen to what he’s saying, the crowd standing around is oblivious and thinks he’s a handsome man, reasonable without favoritism, the epitome of clarity!

Lachlan Wyatt couldn’t be bothered watching their greasy performance, chuckled coldly, turned and left, driving straight and faster, even arriving at the hospital earlier than James Chesterton.

He pushed open the ward door and was stunned.

Iris Crawford was sitting on the hospital bed unbothered, legs crossed, eating chips.

Lachlan Wyatt stood there with a pale face, "Aren’t you hospitalized with a critical condition?"

Startled by someone entering, Iris Crawford jumped, and upon seeing Lachlan Wyatt, quickly wiped a cold sweat, "You came without saying anything, I haven’t even started yet."

Haven’t started? What’s this sly fox planning in her head again?

Peach walked in with a pile of bandages, saw Lachlan Wyatt and nudged him away with her hip, "Move move move."

"..." Lachlan Wyatt stood aside, feeling a bit silly for rushing here hearing Iris Crawford was hospitalized, when she seems perfectly fine!

Then he watched Peach start wrapping bandages around Iris Crawford’s head.

Lachlan Wyatt was speechless, "What are you doing?"

Iris Crawford touched the bandages on her head, waved her free hand at Lachlan Wyatt, her face full of smiles, nothing like someone distressed from a smack but rather as if she scored a huge bargain, "Come over, help me check where the real estate prices are good."

"Your head isn’t cracked open." Lachlan Wyatt realized, "You plan to scam them?"

Iris Crawford glared fiercely at Lachlan Wyatt, "What do you mean scam? It’s called earning some interest; I want Yvonne Jennings to personally apologize in front of me! While I’m at it, I’ll give Jordan Jacobs a good fix, settling accounts one by one!"

She’s also thinking about reclaiming the assets given to Jordan Jacobs during marriage. Isn’t it just perfect that his slap landed on her face, got to seize this opportunity!

Peach leaned over to look at Iris Crawford’s phone, "Remember to help me get a bit when you’re settling accounts, I happen to be eyeing a sports car."

Iris Crawford earnestly said, "Okay, I’ll include the money for your car in it."

"I should’ve just laid down on the street back then." Iris Crawford recalled, her face full of disappointment in herself, as if the slap really didn’t affect her much.

Lachlan Wyatt couldn’t tell if she was pretending or truly indifferent.

After all, Iris Crawford never says anything.

"If I laid down on the street, wouldn’t I have a house by now? It’s all my fault for my body and mind working separately."

"..." Aren’t you enthusiastic in looking at real estate now.

Iris Crawford tutted again, turning to Peach, "Isn’t it obvious enough? You want to slap me again, I’ll ask for more from them."

Peach said, "Sure. You tell me, how much is a slap worth, fifty thousand okay?"

Lachlan Wyatt: ... This woman never follows the usual game plan.

After these words, James Chesterton and Yvonne Jennings had arrived outside, Jordan Jacobs was the last to come in, and seeing Iris Crawford in the ward, he was stunned.

How did she end up lying there so lifelessly? Did that slap give her a mild concussion? Jordan Jacobs felt tense, if something really went wrong, it would be hard to resolve, and...

Seeing Iris Crawford in pain, Jordan Jacobs felt uneasy.

Wasn’t his slap a bit too harsh, after all, she’s a woman...

Only Lachlan Wyatt stood there expressionless watching Iris Crawford act, watching her pretend to be in pain while holding Peach’s hand, saying, "Doctor, doctor, will I... have memory loss?"

Lachlan Wyatt: ... Can you play it straight a bit?

Peach was touched by Iris Crawford, fingers interlocking as she squeezed out a sad face, "Rest assured, I will cure you!"

James Chesterton: ... Can you stop squeezing out tears with those smoky eyes?

However, seeing this scene, Jordan Jacobs and Yvonne Jennings were thoroughly panicked, "What’s going on... This..."

James Chesterton spoke, "Why not pay some money, we can settle this privately."

Pay money? It’d be better to take away her life! Yvonne Jennings couldn’t possibly agree to pay money? She’s treated money as life her whole life, if not for entering high society, how could she endure for so many years? Now just one slap wants her to shell out money? How could it be!

So Yvonne Jennings said, "You’re extorting money—"

Before she finished, Iris Crawford wailed from the bed, "My head hurts... my head hurts..."

Peach anxiously said beside her, "Drink more hot water, drink more hot water..."

After comforting Iris Crawford, Peach deliberately sighed and said, "Well, forget it, we understand, you people are from high society, naturally you won’t care about us. Then let’s make it public, the video of Master Jacobs slapping her, and the story about cockroach in the drink at your store, reveal it all to the public..."

Jordan Jacobs instantly raised his hand defensively, "No, wait, let’s talk this over..."

Even the one crying out in pain, Iris Crawford also made the defensive gesture from the bed, extending five fingers, "This much."

"Five million?"

"Fifty million." Iris Crawford laughed.

Familiar, isn’t it, Jordan Jacobs.

Back in the kidnapping case, that fifty million nearly took my life.

"Ridiculous!" Jordan Jacobs faced Iris Crawford, with the last little bit of compassion disappearing, for such a small matter, just a slap, she actually demands fifty million!

"You’re outrageous!" Yvonne Jennings pointed a finger and cursed, "Shameless! Just a face slap, and you open your mouth for fifty million, you’re a vicious woman!"

Iris Crawford said, "You hit me, how does it seem like I’m harming you?"

Jordan Jacobs understood, he understood everything!

"You’re doing this on purpose!" Yvonne Jennings shrieked, "You deliberately provoked me, then provoked Jacobs, letting him hit you, then recorded on video... you’re demanding hush money! How can you be so shameless!"

Iris Crawford said, "Sorry, haha."