Stop Panicking! Miss Jacobs will Not Look Back!-Chapter 261: Bitten by a Dog

"Steward Fay."

Juliana Jacobs called out, and Old Fay quickly rushed in from the living room.

"Madam, what can I do for you?"

"If a relative visits your home, would you let them stay here? For instance... in the servants’ quarters."

Mrs. Dalton’s face turned pale instantly.

Steward Fay smiled and said, "Of course not. The manor has rules; non-official staff, even part-timers, cannot reside here."

Juliana Jacobs gave a slight smile, "I just arrived in Kingsford and am not familiar with the customs here. I thought that after paying wages, one would also have to solve personal issues for the employees, bearing their entire family burden."

Understanding immediately, Steward Fay looked sternly at Mrs. Dalton.

"Mrs. Dalton, Mr. Langley took pity on you, which is why you were allowed to stay here. Yet after some time, you’ve started to overstep. Your daughter coming to Kingsford for work is your family’s matter. Langley Manor will not accommodate unrelated people. If you’re worried your daughter has no place to stay, your family can move out altogether."

Mrs. Dalton quickly replied, "No, no, no, I just felt you were approachable and mentioned it casually, thinking there wouldn’t be an issue with one more person in such a large manor."

"It seems being approachable is my misdeed. Perhaps I should adopt a fierce and vicious demeanor to thoroughly put an end to such wishful thinking."

With that said, Juliana Jacobs left without having breakfast.

"Mrs. Dalton," Steward Fay said with displeasure, "Mr. Langley values ’sincerity’ in people he employs. If you both wish to continue working here, you should remain honest and avoid underhanded thoughts. Otherwise, leaving may not be the only consequence; consider the cost!"

"Yes, yes, I was just asking, didn’t expect to upset Madam. I’m sorry, truly."

After seeing Steward Fay off, Mrs. Dalton gritted her teeth so hard it looked as if it would dislocate her jawbone.

Silently, she spat out, "What’s so great about it? Just you wait! My daughter will definitely live here!"

Juliana Jacobs had a busy day.

She called Caleb Shaw and proposed establishing the Aetherflame Innovation Center in Kingsford, aiming for synergy with the headquarters in Kenton.

In the future, Kenton will focus on the commercialization of civilian new energy batteries, while the center in Kingsford is positioned as a "Pioneering Laboratory" exploring next-generation high-end energy storage technology.

Caleb Shaw agreed to this forward-looking layout after five minutes of contemplation. Since Juliana Jacobs is the major shareholder, followed by Summer Shaw, this strategic decision didn’t need to wait for a shareholders’ meeting and quickly proceeded. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

The first task was to select a site.

Caleb Shaw sent over several potential locations, but Juliana Jacobs was not satisfied with any of them.

In the meantime, Auden Hughes called her once, but she didn’t pick up.

He is a smart person, he understood the reason why she didn’t answer.

By late afternoon, it began to rain heavily.

"Juliana," Raine Kane suggested seemingly casually while driving, "it’s commendable that you want to carve out your path independently. But Kingsford is essentially about connections. Sometimes making good use of existing resources isn’t reliance, but a means to quickly gain a foothold and focus efforts where they matter."

Juliana Jacobs, observing the pedestrians rushing through the downpour, had a calm expression.

Raine Kane was right; even though at present, she and Elias Langley were deeply in love, she worried he might suffer loss and intruded into the Sinclair Family; he would provide her with the standing and grandeur befitting the lady of Langley Manor. Yet, when it comes to decisions touching core issues, who can ensure he won’t once again place her on the lighter side of the scale?

The most stable foundation for interpersonal relationships, in the end, is the exchange of value. This rule might be cold, but it’s realistic.

"I’ll consider your suggestion," Juliana Jacobs responded with a faint smile, "Let’s head back. I’m tired."

"Sure thing!"

Raine Kane turned the wheel, driving towards the courtyard.

As the rain intensified, Raine Kane slowed the car, yet upon reaching the lane entrance, an accident occurred.

A white figure suddenly rushed out from the dark veil of rain, colliding directly with the car’s hood.

Raine Kane slammed on the brakes, and the car jolted slightly.

Juliana Jacobs leaned forward a bit, frowning as she saw a girl in a thin white dress sitting in the rain, soaking wet and pitiful.

Both quickly got out of the car.

Raine Kane, holding an umbrella, didn’t help her immediately but asked cautiously, "This isn’t a public area, and there are no shops around. How did you end up here?"

The girl lifted her head, rain streaming down her pale cheeks, her eyes flickering with confusion, and softly muttered, "I... I got lost."

At this moment, Steward Fay quickly arrived with an umbrella, followed by an anxious-looking Mrs. Dalton.

"What happened? Is it serious?"

Before Steward Fay could finish, Mrs. Dalton rushed over, disregarding the muddy water, hugged her daughter tightly, and cried, "My daughter! How did you end up here? How could you be so careless? If anything happens, how could I live on?"

Juliana Jacobs furrowed her brows.

Raine Kane whispered, "Ah, bitten by a dog."

...

At the hospital.

When Elias Langley arrived, Mrs. Dalton was weeping bitterly by the bedside.

"My poor daughter! It’s all because of my incompetence; if only I had done better, you wouldn’t have been searching for cheap housing late at night in Kingsford and encountered such misfortune. If this leaves lasting damage, how could you marry in the future?"

After lamenting her daughter, seeing Elias Langley had arrived, she moved aside so he could see her daughter, still in her rain-soaked... attire.

"Mrs. Dalton," Raine Kane couldn’t help but speak, "Why haven’t you put a coat on your daughter? Do you want everyone to notice how well-endowed she is?"

"You... you’re making accusations."

Mrs. Dalton was choked by her words.

She had deliberately left her daughter in her drenched clothes until Elias Langley arrived, wanting him to notice her daughter’s figure.

Little did she expect such a small scheme to be seen through by a bodyguard.

Mrs. Dalton glanced at her, then suddenly turned around and kneeled before Elias Langley with a thud.

Juliana Jacobs remained seated, her gaze elsewhere.

Tears and snot smeared across Mrs. Dalton’s face.

"Sir, please help us! We don’t deny Madam’s car hit my daughter; we wouldn’t dare hold a grudge. But she’s my only daughter. She’s all alone in Kingsford, hurt so severely, where can she possibly go? If anything else were to happen again, I... I wouldn’t go on living!"

This heart-wrenching plea laid all the blame on Juliana Jacobs, closing off any possibility of simply paying to resolve the issue.

"Mrs. Dalton, please keep it down," Steward Fay advised.

"It’s not your daughter who is injured, so of course, you don’t care!"

Mrs. Dalton raised her voice even higher.

"You want me to be quiet? Why didn’t you ask Madam to show a little kindness? This morning I begged her so much, asking if she could kindly allow my daughter to stay for a couple of days and she rejected me without even a blink! If she had shown a bit of compassion, would my daughter have wandered in the rain and had this accident? Now she’s been hit, and you want me to be silent? Is there no justice in this world?"

"Enough!"

From the moment he entered, Elias Langley hadn’t glanced at the woman on the bed, now his gaze settled on the steward, "How bad is the injury?"

Not even willing to address the other party formally.

Steward Fay took a stack of test results from the hands of the honest Gregory Dalton.

"It’s merely superficial abrasions, her ankle is sprained, requiring some days of rest, but nothing major. The traffic police have yet to conclude liability. Mrs. Dalton hopes for her daughter to recover in the manor."

"The police were informed?"

Elias Langley raised an eyebrow, showing a hint of surprise.

"Is it not allowed to inform them?" Juliana Jacobs turned to look at him.

Elias Langley met her gaze, a subtle smirk fleeting across his lips, his voice gentle yet delegating the decision-making authority.

"Whether people join or leave the household, whether to stay or not, should ultimately be your decision. You decide."