CHAPTER 109: CHAPTER 109: JULIANA JACOBS IS IN DANGER

"It was I who exposed Mrs. Young to danger, I cannot ignore her."

Juliana was about to hang up the phone after speaking.

Adrian Langley immediately said, "Let me accompany you to send her to Arlan City, just in case there’s anything, I can lend a hand."

"Adrian Langley," Juliana’s voice was cold and solemn, "Four years ago you faked your death without a word, leaving Grandpa and Auntie Linton with me. Grandpa was hanging by a thread, and Auntie nearly resorted to something even more desperate..."

Her voice choked for a moment.

"It was so hard, but I helped them through it. If your presence only causes more trouble for them, then we might as well cut off all contact."

The receiver was left in silence.

...

Half an hour later, at the north gate of Zornfall Amusement Park.

Mrs. Young got out of Adrian Langley’s car, and within two minutes, she had boarded Juliana’s car.

The quickest way out of town was to get on the overpass.

Just as Juliana was about to steer the car onto the ramp, two cars suddenly appeared on either side, pinning her in.

The rear window of the car on the left rolled down, revealing George Grant’s face.

He shouted at them, "Willow, I want this child! Juliana, you put her down for me!"

Mrs. Young instantly tensed up, her fingers clenching the seatbelt tightly.

"Madam... I don’t want to go with him... I don’t want this child..."

Juliana ignored George Grant who was shouting at the top of his lungs, calmly said, "Take care of your body, make sure you can maintain the indicators necessary for surgery, leave shaking him off to me."

Mrs. Young took several deep breaths to calm herself.

Missing the first opportunity to get onto the overpass, Juliana hit the gas pedal, breaking away from the vehicles on either side, heading towards the nearest commercial plaza.

At the parking lot of the mall, Juliana slowly drove into the multi-story parking garage.

This parking lot was built according to the terrain, with a little-known emergency exit hidden on the third floor...

Minutes later, George Grant’s car screeched to a halt near the parking lot entrance, a few subordinates searched in vain and returned, looking dejected.

One anxiously reported, "Master George, it turns out there’s a hidden exit on the third floor of the parking lot, the tracker was placed on Third Young Master Langley’s car, now we can’t track their whereabouts at all, what should we do?"

George Grant cursed under his breath, picked up his phone, and dialed a number.

"We lost them, no tracker on the car, find a way to locate them immediately, hurry!"

On the other end of the phone came a sneering laugh, "No wonder Grandma didn’t give the heir position of the Grant Family to you but to Evan Grant, can’t even catch two women, what else can you do?"

...

Juliana’s car smoothly entered the overpass, as the distance to the city exit toll booth got closer, the surrounding traffic became sparser.

Mrs. Young finally breathed a sigh of relief, but Juliana was still gripping the steering wheel tightly.

"We should be able to leave the city smoothly, right?" Mrs. Young said.

Just as Juliana was about to answer, three modified off-road vehicles suddenly appeared in the rear-view mirror.

They swerved through the traffic like sharks smelling blood, heading straight for her car.

"Hold on tight!"

Juliana pressed the gas pedal hard, the car shot forward like an arrow off the string.

However, in just a few minutes, the three off-road vehicles formed a pincer formation and surrounded them.

Especially the one on the left, the round hole on the car window slowly opened, and a dark firing nozzle emerged!

Juliana’s pupils constricted, she stepped harder on the gas pedal.

"Are they... planning to silence us?" Mrs. Young asked shakily.

Juliana’s heart was racing, but she became even more composed.

"Yes, they want to silence us, but the ones chasing us now might not necessarily be George Grant’s men."

Just as she finished speaking, there was a "bang."

A steel ball hit the windshield and was bounced away.

When Juliana bought this car, she upgraded it with top-level bulletproofing, costing three times the car’s price.

"Just sit tight, keep your mood steady, don’t let anything go wrong with your body."

The opponent fired two more shots in disbelief, confirmed it had no effect, so they angled to use the car’s front to ram them.

Juliana sharply turned the steering wheel, the opponent’s car front scraped against their car rear, sparking a trail.

Mrs. Young had never seen such a scene, more frightened than ever, urgently asked, "Is there anything I can do?"

Juliana kept her eyes ahead, gritting her teeth, "Pray for us."

At this time, several Range Rovers rushed in from another ramp entrance.

One of them directly rammed the off-road vehicle that was about to bump into their car’s rear, sending it flying.

The off-road vehicles on both sides sensed danger and immediately slowed down to engage with the new threat.

Thus, Juliana’s car successfully escaped the danger.

However, just as their car was about to enter the ETC lane, a staff member with an armband signaled her to pull over.

At the empty lot next to the toll station, the car had just come to a stop when several bodyguards surrounded the front.

In the reflection of the car window, Evan Grant’s tall figure moved closer.

"Madam, President Grant... he..."

Mrs. Young wasn’t naïve, knowing that if Evan Grant took them away, there was an 80% chance this child would have to stay.

She frantically grabbed Juliana’s arm.

Juliana’s summer dress was already soaked with sweat, she patted Mrs. Young’s hand, signaling her not to panic, then lowered the car window.

Evan Grant propped himself on the window ledge with one hand, his gaze sweeping past the passenger seat, finally landing on Juliana’s face.

"Honey, such nice weather today, where are you planning to take Mrs. Young for a ride?"

Juliana turned her head to meet his eyes, frost in her eyes, "You can marry Yvonne Quinn, why must you use Mrs. Young as a bargaining chip?"

Evan Grant pressed his lips, pulling the door handle, "Get out, let’s talk."

But Juliana sat steadily in the car, showing no intention of unlocking and getting out.

Just then, several off-road vehicles sped towards them from behind, forming a fan-shaped formation surrounding them, unmistakably the same models that had been chasing them earlier.

One of the car doors opened, and Isaac Grant stepped out.

This was the first time Juliana had seen this brother-in-law.

Completely opposite from the tall and handsome Evan Grant.

Evan Grant was blessed by heaven, inheriting the best genes of the Grant Family in both looks and physique.

Whereas Isaac Grant seemed like a defective product abandoned by fate.

With sickly pale skin wrapped around a small, thin frame, he looked like a skeleton covered in a human skin. Most unsettling were the web-like network of dark purple veins protruding at his neck and those abnormal eyes sunk deep in their sockets.

"Yo, brother, free today?"

Isaac’s smile appeared particularly sinister under the sunlight.

Evan Grant looked at him, his expression unreadable, "Why..."

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Isaac raised his lips, "After all these years, I still don’t like listening to you."

Evan Grant no longer wanted Juliana to get out of the car, instead, he leaned against her door, watching Isaac.

"Smuggling back, causing such a commotion, these years have really taught you something."

Isaac, upon hearing this, suddenly flew into a rage, "We can settle the accounts from that year, all together today."

Evan Grant had brought bodyguards, but not many, and the main force that intercepted the three cars hadn’t returned yet.

Just as Isaac was about to give an order, George Grant’s car arrived.

Seeing the brothers at loggerheads, he hurriedly got out of the car.

"Isaac," his voice trembled slightly, "I asked you to help find her, not to kill her, Willow’s child is your sibling."

Isaac said nonchalantly, "I think it’s enough for father to leave me as his bloodline, too many offspring will turn into a curse, just like now."

George Grant was furious, "I gave up your brother, fully supported you, why can’t you let Willow’s child stay? With my teaching, he will never threaten you."

"Absolutely not?" Isaac laughed, "Are you fit to be a father? How I survived seems unrelated to you!"

George Grant staggered back a few steps, speechless.

Isaac’s eyes flashed with cold light, "Since you’re here, let’s settle this once and for all. What good are wills when I’m the sole bloodline of the Grant Family, everything can only be mine."

Just as he finished speaking, there was a "bang."

A steel ball came hurtling through the air, heading straight for Juliana in the driver’s seat.