CHAPTER 88: CHAPTER 88: PRESSED TIGHT AGAINST HIS CHISELED CHEST

Jared Langley and Adrian Langley’s expressions froze simultaneously.

Both of them stared inside wide-eyed.

It seemed like they both wanted to see what kind of delicate woman could make a sound that even their second uncle couldn’t resist.

Jared suddenly realized something was off and quickly covered for Elias Langley, "Did Second Uncle get a cat?"

"What nonsense, since when do cats go ’hmm~’?"

Adrian’s naive mind didn’t catch on, and he tried to mimic the sound awkwardly.

Jared was about to scold him when Elias Langley coolly said, "It’s the AI voice assistant."

Then he slammed the door shut with a "bang"!

"What kind of smart voice sounds so seductive?" Adrian muttered to himself.

Jared glanced at him like he was an idiot, then walked away.

...

Juliana Jacobs was trapped in the cramped space behind the door, pushing hard, but it wouldn’t budge.

"Elias Langley!"

Just as she was about to push harder, the door suddenly closed, and she stumbled forward.

Elias Langley quickly caught her by the waist and lifted her up effortlessly, carrying her horizontally.

"Put me down!" Juliana struggled and kicked, her voice filled with annoyance, "It’s none of your business if I look for other men!"

Elias ignored her resistance and strode towards the bathroom, speaking calmly, "You need to calm down."

The shower was turned on; he had pre-set the water temperature to 37 degrees, letting the warm water pour down.

But Juliana still shivered, having never been showered so unceremoniously, as if she was a trouble that needed to be forcibly suppressed.

She snatched the showerhead from him and aimed it at him.

"Can’t you see I’m upset? What good is spraying this thing going to do!"

Elias reached out to shut off the shower, but his tailored shirt was already soaked and clung to his well-defined chest.

Yet he stood there calmly, without even furrowing his brow, his dark eyes quietly watching her.

Juliana’s anger suddenly deflated.

She slowly slid down the wall to sit on the ground, cradling her throbbing head, her voice softening.

"Thank you for getting me out of that situation, but I’m in a bad mood right now... Can I use your bathroom for the night and handle it myself?"

"I’ll pay you for the room," she added.

At that moment, the doorbell rang again.

The deep dusk in Elias’s eyes faded away. He left her in the bathroom and went to the door.

When he opened the door, Quinn Shepherd and a doctor both froze for a moment.

"Boss, are you already wet?"

Elias ignored his words, turning his gaze to the doctor beside him with a calm tone, without a hint of emotional fluctuation.

"She’s in the bathroom, try to use little or no medication, but help her relieve it."

"Understood, Mr. Langley."

The doctor, a woman, immediately grabbed her medical kit and headed to the bathroom.

Leaving him and Quinn in the living room.

Quinn handed him a towel and whispered, "The runaway waitress has been caught. She only said someone paid her to take Miss Jacobs to room 9021."

He paused and continued, "The person plotting against Miss Jacobs is very insidious. According to her, she had already lured another man to 9021 earlier. If Miss Jacobs hadn’t run into you tonight, the consequences would be unimaginable. Unfortunately, she refuses to say who paid her. Should we use some methods?"

Elias waved his hand, his face indifferent, "The answer does not concern me; let her find out herself."

Quinn nodded, "The person wants to ruin Miss Jacobs’s reputation and integrity. They will definitely inform Evan Grant to go to that room, but if Evan doesn’t find anyone there..."

Before he could finish, Elias already anticipated the turn of events. He picked up his phone and dialed a number.

Outside the hotel, Jared’s phone rang.

Seeing Elias’s name, he took a deep breath before answering.

"Second Uncle."

"Go to the ninth floor and get something for me; I’ll be down in half an hour."

"Alright."

Quinn understood immediately and quickly went to make arrangements.

Elias walked to the bathroom door and knocked.

The female doctor came out, "Mr. Langley, acupuncture combined with physical methods to dissipate heat is effective; she’s feeling better now."

"Prepare a change of clothes for her. Once she’s stable, you can leave."

The female doctor nodded, "Rest assured."

The people he uses are trusted not to leak information.

Elias looked at the tightly closed bathroom door, then turned around to change clothes in another room.

Twenty minutes later, he got into Jared’s car and returned to the Langley Family estate.

Elias’s presence was overwhelming, and Adrian sitting in the passenger seat didn’t dare to move.

"The competition in the new energy heavy truck market is already intense; 30% of companies won’t last a year. Whose idea was it for Blackstar to enter this market?"

Usually, Elias hardly cared about the Langley Family’s business affairs, so Jared immediately replied, "Uncle, chaos is opportunity. Once I sign the exclusive contract for solid-state batteries for heavy trucks with Aetherflame Dynamics, we’ll have our trump card."

"Is it again to compete with Evan?"

Jared tightened his grip on the steering wheel, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

"The Langley Family won’t always lose to him."

Whether it was for the family’s reputation or to secure his status with performance, Elias saw through it but didn’t expose it, a mocking smile tugging at his lips.

"You have a strong backbone; I have faith in you."

At the auction venue.

The guests had all dispersed, but Juliana’s figure was nowhere to be seen.

Ethan whispered beside Evan, "After signing for the painting, Mrs. didn’t return. The surveillance shows she didn’t leave the hotel, but a staff member saw..."

"Get to the point."

Evan’s knuckles turned white, his watch reflecting a cold light under the lights.

"Mrs. might have gone to the 9th floor."

Not far away, Stella sat quietly, as if nothing was wrong, her fingertip unconsciously rubbing the bandage.

Lily, however, was a bit nervous and whispered, "The person we arranged ran off with the money, and no one hinted to Evan that Juliana was fooling around upstairs. What do we do?"

Stella’s expression was calm, her red lips slightly moved, "With your brain, just wait for Juliana to come kill you when she realizes it."

Lily felt a chill all over, adjusted her emotions, and walked over to Evan.

"I just saw Juliana making eyes at a man..."

She deliberately paused and sighed.

"When a woman changes her heart, her body is no longer reserved for anyone. Evan, let’s not wait for her, let’s go."

Evan’s gaze darkened, "Go to the 9th floor."

Lily secretly rejoiced.

But upon reaching the 9th floor, not knowing the room number, Evan stopped in his tracks again.

Lily couldn’t hint anymore, or it would expose them.

Ethan had just answered the phone and promptly reported, "A lot of surveillance was deleted, but we saw President Langley visit this floor, although it’s unclear which room he went into."

Lily blinked: Wasn’t it Tristan? How did it become Dean?

Could it be both brothers together?

She was instantly thrilled.

"If you don’t know the room number, can’t you listen for sounds?" she suggested.

Evan’s cold gaze swept across the empty corridor, pausing silently for a full half-minute. The half step he had taken forward retracted after his face was lined with frost.

In the end, he didn’t have the courage to investigate.

Because, subconsciously, he began to accept the fact that Juliana no longer loved him much.

"She cheated on you, and you’re just going to let it go like this?" Lily couldn’t hold back.

Stella silently cursed her stupidity.

Evan looked at Lily, "Are you very sure?"

The man’s eyes gleamed with a subtle light, prompting Lily to quickly explain, "I just think it’s not worth it for you, especially for Stella. She likes you, and for so many years, she hasn’t even touched another man’s hand..."

Evan’s face was expressionless as he retreated to the elevator.

The next day, when Juliana woke up, the room was empty except for herself.

Aside from some fatigue in her limbs, her body felt fine.

A set of brand-new clothes was neatly arranged on the bedside table, complete from top to bottom, without anything missing.

She glanced at the dress thrown aside, a cold smile on her lips, quickly changing into the clothes and tidying herself up meticulously.

No evidence, but that didn’t mean this account could be easily settled.

Holding her painting, she stepped out of the hotel door when a Maybach rushed out from the side and stopped in front of her.

The car door opened, and Evan, with a cold face, pulled her inside.

"What were you doing upstairs all night?"

Evan’s voice was as cold as it had been dipped in ice.

Juliana fell into the back seat, the explanation that had come to her lips suddenly swallowed when she met the coldness in his eyes.

Her lips curved slightly, her eyes mocking, she spoke lightly:

"Slept with a man, so what?"