CHAPTER 212: CHAPTER 212: SENDING A WOMAN TO ELIAS LANGLEY

The housekeeper quickly replied, "Mr. Tate sends his apologies and brought a 500-year-old ginseng. I added a little bit into it."

Actually, what was added was a concentrated extract of century-old ginseng, the entire bottle had been poured in.

Leona Sheridan nodded in satisfaction and dismissed her.

...

In the evening, Victor Langley visited Adrian Langley’s hospital room again.

That afternoon, he had received the investigation results on Rosalind Linton.

It was much like what he had overheard at the hospital door that night.

Over the years, it had not been easy for the mother and son; even the Celestial Vista property was something she struggled to retrieve after being bullied, otherwise, they wouldn’t even have a place to stay.

This stirred a complex sense of heartache in Victor Langley’s heart.

He walked to the hospital room door, just in time to see Rosalind Linton carefully feeding porridge to her son.

Under the warm light, this scene of motherly affection briefly dazed him, causing him to unconsciously push the door open and enter.

When Rosalind Linton saw him, her hand trembled, and the bowl almost fell.

Almost instinctively, she sidestepped to shield the hospital bed, her voice shaky.

"It’s not Adrian’s fault, it’s me... I’m the one who made him deceive you... If you want to blame someone, blame me."

On the hospital bed, Adrian Langley also struggled up, speaking hurriedly, "Father, it was my own idea, mother didn’t want me to acknowledge you. At that time, the family badly needed money, so..."

Rosalind Linton tightly embraced her son, "Stop talking, it’s my fault, I shouldn’t have known him."

After saying this, she looked at Victor Langley again, her eyes still filled with terror, but now containing a mother’s unyielding determination.

"Don’t make it difficult for us, we’ll leave Kenton tomorrow, and won’t ask for a penny from you."

Seeing their frightened expressions, Victor Langley’s complex mood instead calmed down.

When he looked at Rosalind Linton, he only slightly frowned, "Why wouldn’t you let him acknowledge me?"

Because of his words, Rosalind Linton lowered her gaze, her voice tinged with bitterness and sarcasm.

"Didn’t you say back then that this child wasn’t yours?"

Victor Langley remained silent for a moment, "Let’s talk."

Though they were to talk just beside the hospital, Victor Langley and she walked separately.

Rosalind Linton arrived at the hotel, and the assistant led her to the executive lounge upstairs.

In the highly private private room.

Victor Langley was already seated inside, an untouched glass of water by his hand, intermittently tapping his fingers on the table.

Rosalind Linton sat across from him, still wary of him.

"Have things been going well for you all these years?" Victor Langley asked.

Ha, as if he didn’t know from the investigation, such an act.

Rosalind Linton kept her eyes down, her wary demeanor unchanged, "My son is dutiful, I’m very satisfied."

"Then you..." Victor Langley paused, "Why didn’t you come to me when you had our son back then?"

"You were convinced this child was someone else’s, why would I come to you? To court humiliation? Besides, didn’t you know what a character your wife was? I only hoped that Adrian could live a safe life, that’s all the value I need in this world."

One sentence pierced deeply into Victor Langley’s heart.

Seeing him unable to speak for a long while, Rosalind Linton took out a card and pushed it in front of him.

"Back then, when his grandfather was seriously ill, the family couldn’t make ends meet. Adrian may not seem sharp, but out of filial piety, he dared do anything, that’s how he ’stumbled’ upon acknowledging you. The money he took from you, he secretly supported the family with."

Victor Langley remembered how because this son was undistinguished, he had always disliked him, his gaze flickered.

Rosalind Linton’s words continued.

"I know what kind of person your wife is, and after my father passed away, I started convincing Adrian to leave. But your son had an accident, and he said you needed support then, so he couldn’t leave, and we stayed. The living expenses he sent me over the years, some were used for my father’s medical bills, the rest are all here. If you want to settle accounts, take this money back, please don’t harm us."

"Is that how you see me, as a ruthless and cold-hearted person?" Victor Langley asked.

Rosalind Linton doesn’t look at him, "There’s no difference between ruthless and cold-blooded."

Victor Langley could hear the resentment in her heart toward him, and pushed the card back to her.

"Adrian is very diligent with me, this is his earned salary, you should keep it for him. It’s hard for men in the Langley family to have offspring, after the second died, I discovered I have another son, you don’t know how comforting that was for me."

But Rosalind Linton’s expression did not brighten, "We don’t plan to stay here any longer, Adrian is my son alone, he has stayed by your side these years, which can be considered fulfilling his filial duty to you. If you don’t dislike him, please keep him safe during this period, that’s all I ask."

Saying this, she stood up, choosing to end the conversation on her own.

"I didn’t touch this glass of water, you booked the room, I won’t pay a dime."

With that, she walked away uneasily.

Victor Langley stared blankly as she left, expecting her to ask for compensation, yet she mentioned nothing.

He took a pre-prepared envelope from his suit’s inner pocket, containing the check that could ensure their financial security for life, but ultimately did not give it.

In his mind, he instinctively compared this mother and son with Leona Sheridan’s.

If he had chosen this seemingly impoverished path back then, perhaps there wouldn’t be immense wealth, but there would be warmth within reach.

But now... he doesn’t regret it either!

After leaving the hotel, Rosalind Linton went straight back to Celestial Vista.

Only at home did she dare call Juliana Jacobs.

"You have no idea how fast my heart was beating then. Fortunately, it seems he believed it, though it’s a pity, he seemed to want to give me money."

On the other end, Juliana Jacobs was calm, "First, tie him down, then I can arrange for you to enter the Langley Residence. Once you’re inside, you can get as much as you want from him."

Rosalind Linton chuckled and hung up the phone.

Juliana Jacobs gazed out the window, knowing that Leona Sheridan’s good days were numbered.

She didn’t believe that, once driven to desperation, Leona Sheridan wouldn’t reveal her hand.

For Summer Shaw, and for herself, she must find this person!

That night, Elias Langley didn’t return, and she didn’t ask.

Early the next morning, before anyone in the Langley family woke, she went to work.

After working for a while, Caleb Shaw came to her office, saying, "I made an appointment with a client at Savoria Restaurant for lunch, would you like to join?"

Though he was good at management, he lacked in explaining some professional products, and if the discussion turned technical, Juliana Jacobs needed to present.

To Juliana, this seemed a matter of course, so she agreed without much thought.

Near lunchtime, Juliana Jacobs messaged Elias Langley to remind him to eat on time.

Elias Langley replied that he was about to go to a restaurant with friends.

Seeing his response, Juliana Jacobs asked no further.

Meanwhile, after waking up, Leona Sheridan found her mouth covered in sores due to stress.

However, she couldn’t cancel the planned meeting, so at noon, she donned a mask and went out.

The luxurious private room at Savoria Restaurant.

Elias Langley answered a call from Florence Sinclair, canceled a social occasion, and only discovered upon arriving that Leona Sheridan intended to set him up with a woman.

The young and beautiful woman opposite him, with eyes filled with seduction, was rumored to be a third-rate model.

Her lover, poised for a critical career leap at City Hall, was eager to find a stable support and sent her as an offering to court Elias Langley’s favor.

And Leona Sheridan, wanting to distract Elias from Juliana Jacobs, readily reciprocated this favor.

"Second brother, Miss Zane is famous in the circle for her service, Director Hill said if you two get along, he’s willing to give her up."

Leona Sheridan, suppressing pain, excitedly introduced without noticing Florence Sinclair’s expression.

Hearing this, Elias Langley’s gaze deliberately shifted to the obviously uncomfortable Florence Sinclair, a smile of indeterminable meaning on his lips.

"Since it’s a gesture witnessed by the Sinclairs, I suppose I shouldn’t refuse."