CHAPTER 72: CHAPTER 72: EXPOSING LILY WINDSOR’S DARK PAST AND THREATENING HER LIFE

Rosalind Linton wiped her tears.

"This scourge, even with a terminal illness, she’s still not honest. Is she prolonging her life with malice?"

Juliana Jacobs narrowed her eyes, "She’s not trying to prolong her life; she wants to die early."

"Take good care of Grandpa."

She avoided Rosalind Linton and went to the garden downstairs to make a call...

Juliana Jacobs’ car was left at the hospital, so Summer Shaw drove her brother’s car home.

Who knew, as soon as she drove out of the parking lot, the phone rang.

She got distracted... duang!

The front of the car kissed the side of another car.

The other car wasn’t seriously damaged, but her car’s bumper was dented.

Even so, she was too scared to get out of the car and answered the singing phone, trembling as she asked, "Brother, you got me into trouble. You called me, distracted me, and I ended up hitting someone else’s car."

Caleb Shaw on the phone paused for a moment, "There’s insurance, it’s okay. Are you alright?"

Summer Shaw swallowed, "I’m fine. The other car is a Hongqi L5."

Caleb Shaw: "..."

Summer Shaw added, "And it’s a custom model."

"Oh, I see. Well, from now on, you’re not my sister. Once you finish paying for it, we can talk again."

With that, Caleb Shaw hung up the phone.

The other driver saw she hadn’t gotten out of the car, so he came up and knocked on her window.

"Uncle, I didn’t do it on purpose."

Everyone knew the kind of status needed to drive an L5, so Summer Shaw refused to get out of the car.

The driver, helpless, called out the "little leader" in the car.

The secretary walked to the window, and seeing Summer Shaw, seemed somewhat incredulous.

Summer Shaw forced a smile, "Brother, I’m very poor..."

The secretary laughed, a glint flashing in his eyes.

"It’s alright, it doesn’t look very serious. Just leave a couple of hairs, and if there’s anything else, we’ll contact you."

Summer Shaw didn’t believe she understood correctly.

"You mean we’re settling the car accident just like that?"

The secretary nodded, "Here’s my business card. I won’t lie to you."

He was the secretary of the Helios Energy Council president.

From Kingsford.

Summer Shaw’s eyes lit up.

"No backing out, okay!"

After providing the hair, she immediately backed away, turned the car around, and sped off out of sight.

The secretary returned to the car, carefully putting the hair with the follicle into a transparent bag.

"This Miss Shaw is interesting. Sent to the countryside as a child, there’s hardly any record of her before twelve, yet she was brought back to the Shaw Family around the same time the madam went missing... I think there’s a strong possibility so I left a card for her."

The secretary glanced at his boss’s expression and adjusted his words.

"The Shaw Family’s conditions aren’t bad. If she really is the madam, she probably hasn’t suffered much these years. You and Mr. Sinclair could also feel better."

The man slowly put away the transparent bag, "Your eyes are even sharper than a DNA sequencer?"

The secretary closed his mouth.

...

In the evening, the local hot search once again put the Grant Family in the spotlight.

However, this time the main character exposed was actually Lily Windsor, who prided herself on being a wealthy woman, serving as an honorary president of multiple socialite and elite associations.

It’s known that Lily Windsor’s public resume wasn’t simple: an alumnus of a top economics school, her first husband was an educator who committed suicide due to depression, and in her second marriage, she brought her daughter into a powerful family, assisting her husband and parents-in-law in raising a business giant like Evan Grant.

In recent years, she has been the envy of many in Kenton’s high society as the model noblewoman.

But the content exposed this time brutally pulled her down from her high place into the stinking mud.

Several gossip bloggers not only posted her middle school diploma but also dug up the identity of her previous gambler husband, and even posted her photos from a massage parlor and "professional" photos serving clients.

And they explicitly stated: They have evidence and aren’t afraid of being sued.

The golden silk robe that Lily Windsor painstakingly wove was torn to shreds at this moment.

Even George Grant was ridiculed for being broad-minded.

Because Lily Windsor was known for showing off in the elite circles, once the news came out, those who used to curry favor with Lily Windsor either blocked her or mocked her,

some even publicly "cared" for her in the group:

"Mrs. Grant, we heard your massage skills are top-notch, when will you let us sisters experience it?"

"Mrs. Grant’s exclusive skills only serve specific VIPs, she won’t pay you any attention."

Lily Windsor was so angry that she bled from the nose, and the medication couldn’t stop it. She was sent to the hospital that very night.

Meanwhile, Old Man Linton’s hospital room was quite warm and cozy.

Rosalind Linton went home, while Juliana Jacobs kept watch overnight.

She gave the old man antihypertensive medicine and tidied up his patient’s gown.

"Why bother comparing yourself to those rotten people? Lily Windsor is malicious and treacherous; she’s beyond saving. You should just eat well, drink well, and live a few more years to piss off that envious fool!"

Grandpa smiled at her encouragement.

"Looks like my granddaughter hasn’t been wronged in the Grant Family over the years; she’s become quite sharp-witted. I can finally rest assured."

However, Juliana Jacobs fell into a moment of contemplation because of Grandpa’s words.

In the Grant Family, there were times she was indeed at a disadvantage, but that was for Evan Grant and for the so-called greater good.

To put it plainly, it was out of love that she willingly made concessions.

Now that she had no feelings for Evan Grant and Lily Windsor still remained ungrateful, she couldn’t be blamed for being ruthless.

Just as she was thinking this, the hospital room door was suddenly kicked open.

George Grant stormed in aggressively, raising his hand to slap her.

Juliana Jacobs held onto the bed frame to steady herself.

"What are you doing?"

Grandpa got anxious, his face turned blue as he gasped for air.

His heart couldn’t take such a shock, and Juliana quickly pressed the call button as she came back to her senses.

However, George Grant, ignoring the alarm from the heart monitor, continued to curse, "You’re a vicious woman. Your mother-in-law was only saying a few angry things out of confusion. Your grandpa was already dying and couldn’t handle the shock. Can you completely blame her? Just for this, you dared to expose her past and try to end her life?! Do you have any humanity left?"

Grandpa, due to his words, started coughing violently, his lips turning purple.

"Stop talking!" Juliana said.

Yet George Grant disregarded the alarm beeping from the heart monitor and continued yelling.

"Did my wife’s words sting? Without the Grant Family’s support, that old thing would have died long ago. You’re just a cheap woman who can only breathe by climbing into my son’s bed! Living off the perks of our marriage but turning around to bite us, you’re not even as loyal as a dog that wags its tail!"

Doctors and nurses rushed in, seeing Old Man Linton’s condition, and angrily said, "The patient can’t take the stress. How can you argue in the ward? We need to save the patient; get out quickly."

Juliana Jacobs didn’t want him to continue agitating Grandpa, so she immediately stepped outside.

But George Grant thought she was admitting guilt and tried to flee, so he grabbed her by the collar.

"What? Messed with my wife, and now you want to leave without even saying a human word? Let me tell you, even if you bash your head in front of my wife today, this won’t end here!"

The alarm from the heart monitor buzzed repeatedly, stabbing at Juliana’s heart.

She gripped George Grant’s hand and lowered her voice, "Don’t dirty my grandfather’s hospital room. Let’s talk elsewhere!"

Seeing her attitude, George Grant got angrier and pushed her aside forcefully.

Juliana Jacobs crashed into the nurse’s trolley, scattering the medicines all over the floor, making the ward an even bigger mess.

"George Grant!"

The icy calmness in her eyes shattered instantly, and the fury hidden underneath finally exploded.