CHAPTER 135: CHAPTER 135: MAKE EVERYONE KNOW JULIANA JACOBS IS A DISGRACED SOCIALITE

Victor Langley sighed, "Unfortunate family affairs."

Mrs. Langley wiped her tears, "Unfortunate? It’s clearly that shameless woman seducing our Jared!"

Adrian Langley sat in the corner peeling an apple, seemingly uninvolved, yet quietly aware of everything.

Elias Langley said calmly, "Jared has always been measured in his actions. For the company, he’s done his utmost. The Langleys shouldn’t believe every rumor."

Kneeling on the ground, Jared Langley gratefully glanced at this uncle who rarely concerned himself with the Langley family’s internal matters.

"Elias, you don’t even understand what we’re talking about." Mrs. Langley said.

Elias Langley raised an eyebrow, "Isn’t it about Jared using himself to attract clients for the company’s business? I heard Mrs. Wyatt from Daccar Group is particularly fond of discussing business with him at hotels."

The long apple peel that Adrian Langley had painstakingly cut finally broke at this moment.

Jared Langley felt a fire ignite above his head.

Victor Langley furrowed his brow and asked, "And who’s this Mrs. Wyatt?"

Elias Langley replied, "If my brother wants results from him, he can’t restrain him."

The living room fell into a dead silence.

Victor Langley’s face turned from blue to purple, and he roared, "Bring the family rules!"

"Dad, it’s not like that..."

Kneeling, Jared Langley shuffled forward two steps, desperate to explain, but Victor Langley gave him no chance.

Elias Langley withdrew upstairs, a barely noticeable smile on the corner of his lips.

A session with the family rules ended with Jared receiving two lashes under Mrs. Langley’s fervent protection.

Victor Langley was still dissatisfied, "From today on, the ’Project Helios’ intelligent energy storage project will be handed over to Adrian."

Jared and his mother were shocked.

Everyone knew that "Project Helios" was Blackstar Dynamics’ largest strategic investment. Whoever could lead this project was essentially the heir to the chairman.

"Victor, Jared has invested so much effort in this project, he’s more professional, and the third brother has just joined the company..."

Victor Langley interrupted her, "So what? I, Victor Langley, don’t need a son who sells himself for glory."

"Dad," Adrian Langley offered the peeled apple, "I’m not as capable as my brother, I’m afraid I can’t do it well."

"Are you implying my company has no one competent?"

Adrian Langley quickly lowered his head, "No."

Victor Langley took the apple from him, "Come to my study."

Mrs. Langley supported her son, grinding her teeth in hatred where her husband couldn’t see.

More than half an hour later, Adrian Langley exited the study.

He had no interest in the grand visions Victor Langley painted; all he wanted now was to take his mother far away.

Passing by the main bedroom door, it wasn’t properly closed.

Mrs. Langley’s voice could be heard from inside.

"I won’t let that bitch Juliana get away with it!"

The maid beside her said, "Madam, you have your ways. You’ve dealt with many women for Chairman Langley over the years, adding one more won’t matter."

Mrs. Langley, with hatred in her heart, said, "But this woman holds a special status. This time, I have to stay calm. Once she’s no longer the eldest grandson’s wife of the Grant Family, then I’ll act."

Adrian Langley quietly backed away two steps and took another route back to his room.

He couldn’t risk seeing Juliana fall into danger without doing anything.

After a moment’s thought, Adrian Langley picked up his phone and canceled his flight scheduled for two days later...

Juliana Jacobs was unaware of the events unfolding within the Langley family.

The new product was about to be tested, and she was very busy.

Ethan Carter went to Aetherflame to provide her with the finalized trust contracts.

Juliana read through them twice before asking, "Where’s the notarized divorce agreement?"

Ethan Carter hesitated, then smiled apologetically, "President Grant said that agreement will be used when they receive the certificate, so he kept it."

Juliana’s eyes darkened slightly, "Then tell him not to play games."

Ethan Carter gave a wry smile, "Ma’am, you might not know, but at the board meeting a few days ago, Young Master Isaac shortened the deadline again, giving President Grant only half a month to resolve the heavy truck battery issue. If not, he’ll not only be kicked out of the company but also required to compensate shareholders for their losses."

He paused briefly, then added in a low voice, "Ever since the divorce, President Grant’s power has been repeatedly reduced, he’s even been pushed to a small office, and I’ve also been transferred to the secretarial department. With a knife to his throat, how could he dare play games?"

Juliana said nothing more after hearing this but put away the trust beneficiary contract.

After Ethan Carter left, Summer Shaw immediately jumped out, "Don’t believe his nonsense; you can’t be soft-hearted about the divorce."

Juliana chuckled, "Which eye of yours saw that I was wavering?"

Summer Shaw pointed at her brows, "When Ethan said he’s not doing well, you frowned."

"Did I?" Juliana touched her forehead.

Summer Shaw stated, "You did."

Juliana replied, "You must be seeing things."

...

In a tiny vice president’s office at Cortexa Group.

Ethan Carter stood in front of the desk and said, "Madam accepted the contract but still asked about the divorce. If the rumors about her and President Langley are true... I fear she won’t return this time. President Grant, now our only help may be Professor Quinn’s student."

Evan Grant sat at the cluttered desk, massaging his forehead.

Ethan Carter wanted to say more.

Just then, Quentin Quinn arrived.

And he brought in Ryan Warner.

"President Grant, Ryan has made new research developments, do you want to take a look?"

Evan Grant’s eyes were deep, revealing no emotion.

"Professor Quinn, you really know my thoughts, even those I haven’t thought through yet. It’s truly impressive."

Quentin Quinn appeared slightly embarrassed, then straightforwardly said, "I’d like to discuss my daughter’s marriage with you."

Ethan Carter frowned, "His daughter’s reputation is already ruined, and you’re still planning to push her to President Grant?"

Quentin Quinn’s face turned pale.

Evan Grant flicked his chin towards Ethan Carter, "Take Mr. Warner for tea."

"What conditions do you have, Professor Quinn?" Evan Grant asked.

Quentin Quinn sat across from Evan Grant, "You must marry my daughter."

Evan Grant lightly chuckled, "A wedding in prison?"

Quentin Quinn heard the mockery, "President Grant may not know, but Juliana was once my student. I arranged for her to enter the research group back then. She developed the heavy truck battery at Aetherflame because she stole Ryan’s data."

Evan Grant rested his head on his hand as if listening intently.

Quentin Quinn’s voice grew increasingly agitated, "If you’re talking about lifespan, Aetherflame’s product can’t compete with the legitimate version Ryan holds. You can apply for a third-party institution’s test. With Ryan Warner’s assistance, how could you fear not making a comeback, President Grant?"

Evan Grant squinted, "Professor Quinn seems to know my situation well, so there must be more than one condition."

Quentin Quinn stood up, his voice suddenly rising, "I want you to announce your upcoming divorce from Juliana immediately, and I want it in black and white that the woman’s shameless, continually cheating nature ruined the Grant family’s reputation. I want everyone to know that it’s the Grant family who doesn’t want that wench!"