CHAPTER 56: CHAPTER 56: HE HAS THE SURNAME LIANG TOO?

Evan suddenly overturned the chair beside him.

The chair crashed heavily in front of Stella.

But she didn’t dodge.

"If I wanted to slander your sister-in-law, last night’s occasion would have been the perfect opportunity. But I only told my brother, because I believe you would handle it appropriately here."

The air was silent for a few seconds.

There was no emotion on Evan’s face, but he beckoned her with a finger.

Stella quickly stood up and helped him put on his coat.

Seeing that he allowed her to approach, Stella felt a fleeting moment of happiness inside.

"From now on, I’ll take care of putting medicine on your back wounds, brother."

As soon as she said that, Evan turned around and grabbed her by the neck.

"Brother..."

Stella was shocked, her face turning pale.

Evan said coldly, "I am always clear about rewards and punishments. If you are valuable, I can make sure you have a foothold in Kenton. But if you have any ulterior motives, I can make you disappear immediately."

Stella quickly nodded.

Evan released her.

Stella’s legs went limp, and she slumped to the ground.

Evan coldly buttoned up his suit jacket.

"Get out, and don’t touch my things again."

"Yes, brother."

Tears welled in Stella’s eyes as she walked out.

Ethan was waiting at the door, holding a contract in his hand.

"Miss Windsor, please wait a moment, I’ll see you downstairs shortly."

Stella wiped away her tears, "No need to trouble Assistant Carter, I know the way, I’ll take the service passage, don’t let anyone see."

Seeing her understanding, Ethan nodded.

Shortly after, he entered the room and handed over the contract.

"President Grant, the agreement for your personal investment in Aetherflame Dynamics has been invalidated."

Evan frowned, "Why?"

"The other party got the refund account wrong, and we only discovered it today. It’s just past five o’clock now, and it’s too late."

Evan squinted his eyes.

"Is she so eager to experience my methods?"

...

Early the next morning, Juliana took a leave to take her grandfather to the hospital.

The medicine needed to be infused through an IV.

Juliana cut the apple into thin slices and brought them to her grandfather’s mouth.

"This is a soft, melt-in-the-mouth variety, you can bite it."

Her grandfather looked at her and ate a few slices.

"Juliana, how’s the divorce going?"

Although the Grant Family scandal hadn’t made it online, it was the talk of the town.

Her grandfather was bound to hear about it.

Not wanting her grandfather to worry, she said, "It’s in discussion."

Rosalind wasn’t very pleased.

"You should find out. For men in positions like President Grant, who doesn’t have a few wives? You can’t see them in the country because they keep them abroad. I know someone who has up to eight wives. President Grant just had some incident with his stepsister; do you think his wealthy friends would care?"

"Yes, these are the privileges of money and power. But outside the law, there’s public order and morality. Commonplace doesn’t mean reasonable, and it certainly doesn’t mean right. The achievements of your ’eight wives’ comment are just treating women like collectibles to show off—it’s ignorance."

Rosalind lowered her eyes at her words.

"I’m not advocating being someone’s mistress. If I had such thoughts, I wouldn’t have given birth to Aidan on my own twenty years ago. I’m thinking about this family, about your grandfather’s health. You have a monthly financial burden of at least two million. What’s wrong with bowing a little?"

"Enough!"

Her grandfather was very displeased with Rosalind’s words.

"In the end, you’re used to throwing money around and forgot we were once just an ordinary family. At our hardest times, we could only afford rice crumbs that cost one dollar per kilogram, but we got through it. Now you’re transferring your lavish lifestyle’s pressure onto Juliana’s shoulders, just because she’s not your biological child? If it were Aidan, would you squeeze him like this?"

Rosalind’s face turned pale.

"Dad, I don’t think that way."

Juliana patted her grandfather’s hand. "Aunt doesn’t have bad intentions. You can’t get angry; your health is important. I’ll consider the family’s matters carefully."

Her grandfather sighed, looking at the ceiling. "Aidan’s body has never been found. If only he were still alive..."

This way, his Juliana wouldn’t be so tired and wouldn’t have encountered a scumbag like Evan Grant.

With half a bottle of her grandfather’s medicine left, Juliana let Rosalind watch over him and went outside for some fresh air.

She just bought a cup of coffee from the vending machine.

While she was waiting, Summer called.

"Juliana, it seems like we’re being set up."

"Take your time and explain."

"Early this morning, we received several calls. Clients we previously had smooth cooperation with said they wouldn’t use our patented technology after the current contract ends. And a client supposed to sign today suddenly backed out... Without income, what will happen to Aetherflame Dynamics?"

Juliana remained calm. "Don’t panic. First, find out why the clients’ attitudes changed. If it’s our issue, we’ll adjust. If not, we’ll come up with a countermeasure."

After reassuring Summer, Juliana also thought about the company’s situation.

The coffee was ready. She picked it up and turned around absent-mindedly, unexpectedly bumping into a man who was also there to buy coffee.

Coffee spilled all over the man’s clothes.

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry..."

Juliana quickly took out a tissue, and when she looked up, she met the man’s dark eyes, and her breath hitched.

Ensuring she wasn’t dreaming, Juliana still couldn’t believe the face in front of her.

"Aidan... Aidan?"

Even though he seemed much more composed than four years ago, with a changed hairstyle and clothing style, Juliana felt she had not mistaken him.

But the man only paused for two seconds before saying, "Miss, even if you’re mistaken, you can’t deny the fact that you dirtied my clothes, right?"

Was he not Aidan??

Juliana quickly adjusted her emotions. "Sorry, you just look so much like him."

"Are you a patient here or someone accompanying a patient?" His voice was cold, flat.

"I... I’m here with my grandfather for his IV treatment."

The man’s eyes flickered for a moment.

"I should charge you for cleaning costs, but considering you’re a patient’s family, I’ll let it go this time. Don’t do it again."

After saying that, the man walked away. Juliana was unwilling to let it go and wanted to catch up, but she saw someone who looked like an assistant run to him.

"Third Young Master, did you get your report? Chairman Langley has already set off for the company."

"Where’s my brother?" the man asked.

"He’s attending a city enterprise working meeting. But I heard he’ll meet an important person this afternoon."

"An important person? Then I must join the fun."

The man grinned, changed direction, and walked away with his companion.

He also had the surname Langley?

But how could there be two people in the world who looked so similar?

Juliana quickly averted her eyes. When she returned to the ward, she didn’t mention it to her grandfather or Rosalind.

In the afternoon, she arrived at The Jade Leaf according to schedule.

But she was stopped at the door.

Because membership was required here.

As Kenton’s most expensive tea house, Juliana asked about the membership price and then called Summer.

Soon, a secretary in a business suit skirt came out.

"Mrs. Grant, is that you?"

Juliana paused for a moment, then nodded.

"Please follow me."

With the secretary leading, no one stopped her again.

At the entrance of the private suite, the secretary opened the door.

The man inside sat on a bamboo chair with his back facing the door, the pale blue shirt outlining a few desolate contours.

Juliana was momentarily transfixed.