CHAPTER 20: CHAPTER 20: HIS JACKET SMELLED LIKE STELLA GRANT

Juliana Jacobs walked into the office, the smile on her lips still present, but gradually becoming cold.

"Revenge is meant to be taken, isn’t it? Isn’t that what’s happening now?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Summer Shaw’s phone chimed.

It was a bank notification of funds received.

The remitter was Juliana Jacobs.

Summer Shaw rubbed her eyes and stared at the numbers again.

"You... you’ve made it big, planning to use money to make me bow down and admit I’m wrong?"

"You’re overthinking it. This money will just tide you over for a while."

It would only last for a short while, but the significance of this timely help... Summer Shaw nearly couldn’t speak.

"If this money is what you’re depending on for the rest of your life, take it back, because I might not be able to repay it."

"Consider it my investment," Juliana said.

Summer Shaw’s face was full of shock.

Juliana said, "I don’t want your general manager’s position, just let me head a department. I think the R&D department would be nice."

Suddenly, Summer Shaw felt like she had been struck by abacus beads, only then did she realize.

"But, you going to work, does your husband agree?"

Originally, in Juliana’s agreement with Old Mrs. Grant, there wasn’t a strict requirement for Juliana to be a housewife, but it required her to take her husband’s needs as her own responsibility.

Due to the complex environment around Evan Grant, he did not approve of her working after marriage, so Juliana gave up the idea of starting a business with Summer Shaw.

Not knowing the reason behind this, Summer Shaw had a big fight with her the day Juliana made the decision.

A top student in the Materials Science department at Hua Qing, involved in the research and development of several new energy storage projects before graduation, her future should have been bright, but after graduating, she became a housewife under the temptation of money and male charm.

This was something Summer Shaw could never accept.

So, she unilaterally turned against Juliana.

But she never expected that when she fell into the abyss, it was this ’enemy’s close friend’ who lent her a hand.

Juliana was reluctant to say much about her own matters.

"Aren’t you well-informed about the Grant Family’s affairs? I actually want to ask, you even know Stella Grant is back, where did Mr. Shaw get his information from?"

Summer Shaw’s expression slightly changed, her eyes shifting. "I come from an ordinary family, my parents live on their pensions, what could I know about the Grants, if not for the rumors in the circles."

Juliana wasn’t suspicious, "My situation is complicated, but I assure you it won’t interfere with work. Don’t you want to give it a try? After all, you have no other choice."

Summer Shaw heard that she was planning a new path, wiping away the tears that almost welled up in her eyes.

"I’m eager for you to join, but..."

She pointed to the transaction number on the phone.

"Explain to me, why is it 48.2776 million? Why is there a decimal in your investment?"

Juliana felt a moment of embarrassment, "I bought a car, and after doing full collision prevention modifications, that was what was left."

Summer Shaw: "..."

She didn’t leave a penny for herself.

Still just as straightforward.

...

Cortexa Group President’s Office.

"Madam bought a car and invested the remaining money in Second Miss Shaw’s company," Ethan Carter said.

Evan Grant was surprised: "They’ve reconciled?"

Ethan Carter didn’t know how to answer.

But Evan Grant, who had been frowning all day, seemed to relax, like he was relieved.

"It’s good, having a friend to talk to may open up her mind a bit."

But Ethan Carter frowned.

"Madam is confused, she shouldn’t have chosen to invest in Second Miss Shaw’s company. That lady from a wealthy third generation is just messing around, she couldn’t care less about profit and loss, Madam throwing so much money in is just wasting it."

Although there was initial investigation into Juliana’s situation in school, after she graduated, she married President Grant and has been disconnected from society for four years.

Neither Ethan Carter nor Evan Grant believed that someone could re-enter this highly competitive, quickly changing industry after being out of it for four years.

Especially investing in Second Miss Shaw’s plaything of a company, it was utterly wasteful.

But Evan Grant had a faint smile on his lips.

"It’s alright, let her play."

Without money, Juliana couldn’t leave him, and with Second Miss Shaw helping her to squander it away, Evan Grant was happy to see it.

After he spoke, he called Juliana’s number.

"Where are you?" he asked.

Juliana had just come out from Aetherflame Dynamics, about to get into Summer Shaw’s car.

"Wherever you want me to be, that’s where I am."

"So obedient?"

Evan Grant sounded like he was in a good mood.

Juliana didn’t respond, getting into the car.

Evan Grant pretended not to know she was outside.

"Wait for me, I’ll pick you up at 5:30 to go to the old house for dinner."

"Okay."

Hearing this compliant voice, Evan Grant felt as if he were in a different world.

He really wanted to hold her in his arms right now and hug her tight.

"You host the 5 o’clock meeting, unless there’s something important, don’t disturb me."

After instructing Ethan Carter, Evan Grant picked up the still warm peach pastry on the table and got up to leave.

This time, Ethan Carter’s phone rang.

After answering it, he immediately ran to the elevator.

"President Grant, Miss Grant fainted at the cemetery. Although she was resuscitated on the spot, she insisted on not going to the hospital with the ambulance."

Evan Grant looked at him, frowning...

Juliana had only been in the car for a few minutes when Evan Grant’s call came again.

"Something came up unexpectedly, I can’t make it."

Juliana didn’t ask much, "It’s alright, I’ll go myself."

Evan Grant felt somewhat lost, "I was planning to feed you warm peach pastries, but things are urgent over here."

"No problem, just don’t be too late and make Grandma unhappy."

Juliana calmly hung up, but Evan Grant couldn’t quite grasp what he was feeling inside.

Why did she become understanding again, while he was growing more anxious?

"No hospital visit, just take me to the Grant Family’s old house,"

Juliana told Summer Shaw, then messaged Mrs. Young to take care of her discharge paperwork, saving her from waiting around in the hospital.

Summer Shaw, driving, gave her a dissatisfied glance.

"Used to the pampered life, lost your edge?"

"What?"

Juliana didn’t understand her words.

"Are you dumb? In scenarios like this, it’s 90% likely he ditched you for some other woman. He’s definitely been called away by that woman, can you tolerate that?"

"How do you know I haven’t fought back?" Juliana responded.

She had vehemently argued with him, and what was the result?

The man wasn’t willing to let go of either side, his sister came back unscathed, and she ended up being locked in a dark room.

Competing with them, tolerance is a forbidden mistake.

Summer Shaw, upon hearing this, became even more furious.

"So you’re just going to let them bully you like this?"

Juliana touched her belly and looked at herself in the rearview mirror of the passenger side.

Her expression was calm, her gaze deep.

"In half a month, it will be my and his four-year wedding anniversary, and by then, I’ll give them a big gift."

Upon receiving this gift, Evan Grant would definitely agree to a divorce.

...

Grant Family’s old house.

Evan Grant arrived only twenty minutes later than Juliana.

He entered the door openly with Stella Grant, intending to show everyone that there was nothing illicit between him and Stella Grant.

But Lily Windsor was moved to tears.

"I always knew, Evan wouldn’t neglect Stella."

Stella Grant quietly followed behind Evan Grant, without any fluctuation from her mother’s words.

"Where is Grandma?"

Evan Grant, as if he hadn’t heard Lily Windsor’s words, handed the coat he had taken off to Juliana.

Juliana took it.

The cologne he usually wore, mixed with a faint and elegant citrus scent, was the scent of Stella Grant.