Stop Panicking! Miss Jacobs will Not Look Back!-Chapter 297: The Madam’s Orders—Aren’t They One Rank Above Yours?

Chapter 297: Chapter 297: The Madam’s Orders—Aren’t They One Rank Above Yours?

Elias Langley’s emotions flickered and froze in an instant, finally dissipating into a deep silence.

"She asked you to deliver it, and you did. Where does that leave me?"

The secretary lowered his head slightly, suppressing a smile at the corner of his mouth, and said, "That’s Mrs. Sinclair; aren’t her orders higher than yours?"

For the first time, Elias Langley was rendered speechless by the secretary’s question, glaring at him before turning and walking away.

Juliana Jacobs was exhausted, and once she emerged from Elias Langley’s office building, Raine Kane drove her back to the hotel.

Just as she’d regained a bit of energy, Auden Hughes called her.

"Tonight, a few old classmates who are doing quite well in Kingsford are gathering together. Are you coming?"

"I..."

Juliana was about to say she wouldn’t drink and thus wouldn’t attend.

To her surprise, Auden Hughes added, "I know you’ll definitely come. We haven’t seen each other for so many years; let’s have some fun together. I’ll inform them right away."

Without waiting for Juliana to respond, he hung up the phone.

Less than a minute later, he sent her the time and location.

Juliana couldn’t help but laugh at the situation.

She waited the entire afternoon but didn’t receive Elias Langley’s call inviting her to the civil affairs bureau.

Aetherflame had an appointment, so Juliana arrived at the venue an hour later than planned. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Auden Hughes personally met her at the entrance and led her to the private room.

The door opened, revealing old classmates dressed in stylish attire and already enjoying themselves.

Around them were several models, both male and female, with refined makeup and fashionable outfits.

Seeing Juliana join them, the lively music and laughter briefly paused as everyone warmly greeted her.

With "Aetherflame" rising to fame, Juliana had become a recognized figure among her classmates.

An enthusiastic female classmate pulled her to the center of the sofa and began arranging things for her.

"Quick, have your manager bring the best male models over for President Jacobs to choose."

The server promptly used a walkie-talkie to notify the manager.

"Uh... there’s no need for all this. I’m just here for a chat."

Juliana rarely visited bars and disliked the chaotic atmosphere.

Seeing her feel out of place, her classmates laughed.

"No worries, here in our private room, they’re just here for entertainment. If you want something more, that’s a matter for outside this room; no one can intervene."

After saying this, everyone laughed again.

Auden Hughes sat beside Juliana, whispering, "This is the juice I ordered for you."

"Thanks," replied Juliana.

In under two minutes, the manager entered, followed not by a line of male models but a tall, well-dressed man.

His tailored suit starkly contrasted with the extravagant outfits of the other male models on the sofa.

Though handsome, however...

The female classmate who earlier had seated Juliana on the sofa blurted out, "Even such ’senior’ men are taking side jobs now? Is the economy really that bad?"

Her tactful complaint about his age was met with Auden Hughes’s cough, who quietly vacated his seat beside Juliana.

These classmates didn’t recognize Elias Langley, and he remained unintroduced.

The manager approached the near-dumbstruck Juliana, looking conflicted, and said, "President Jacobs, this gentleman has specifically requested that you choose him."

Juliana was stunned for a long while before regaining composure.

Before she could speak, the other male models expressed their displeasure.

"Hey, old man, we live off our youthful looks in this business. At your age, can your back handle competing with us?"

Elias Langley ignored their teasing, brushed past the manager, and sat next to Juliana.

"President Jacobs," he said with a deep gaze, "don’t you want to pick me?"

His expression suggested that if she dared utter "no," he would act on it then and there.

Juliana composed herself and eventually gave the manager a consenting glance, approving this coercive "transaction."

Elias Langley showed a faint smile, but his joy didn’t last long as the subsequent games shattered it.

Since Juliana didn’t drink, the group targeted Elias instead.

Games of hand gestures and other activities ensued, none of which Juliana excelled at.

With more losses than wins, punitive drinks were poured into Elias Langley’s stomach one after another.

After several rounds, even with his great tolerance, he began to struggle, his eyes tinged with a hint of confusion.

"Can I still keep playing?"

Seeing his cheeks turning red, Juliana, determined on divorce, relented, softening her tone in consideration of his well-being.

Elias Langley’s collar was slightly loosened, the fresh woody scent mingled with alcohol, creating a unique aroma enveloping her.

"Your happiness is more important," he said.

Awakening from the indulgence he fostered, Juliana turned her head and suggested to the classmates, "Let’s play dice."

Elias Langley, "..."

As expected, another round of punitive drinks was brought to him.

Elias Langley frowned and intended to pause when a mischievous female classmate giggled and aided his hand in drinking the whole cup in one go.

Juliana couldn’t stop her before the fiery liquid reached his throat.

Elias Langley stiffened, then collapsed into the sofa like all his strength had been drained.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Juliana immediately leaned over to support him.

Zachary York hurried into the private room, crouching down and urgently addressing Elias, "Sir? Sir!"

Seeing Elias Langley unresponsive, Zachary York frowned, "Could it be alcohol poisoning?"

At this, Juliana faltered slightly.

Meanwhile, some of the male models laughed, "Old and can’t keep up anymore, what’s he showing off for?"

Juliana’s sharp gaze swept across them, instantly silencing the room full of mockery.

Discovering Elias Langley had some awareness, she decided alongside Zachary York to get him into a car and head to the hospital.

"Juliana, do you need help?" Auden Hughes inquired.

"No, you’ll keep playing; don’t let this ruin everyone’s fun."

With this, Juliana and Zachary York, supporting Elias, hurriedly made their way outside the venue.

After they left, the group resumed laughing.

Auden Hughes returned to his seat, leisurely swirling his glass, "You don’t know who got drunk just now, do you?"

Pausing to enjoy their startled expressions, he teased them with the answer.

"In Kingsford, how many Mr. Langleys can there be?"

Everyone was stunned.

The female classmate who had prompted Elias to drink unbelievingly asked, "Such a capable Mr. Langley would take side jobs at the venue?"

"He’s... Juliana’s husband. I suggest you find a way to leave Kingsford intact by tomorrow."

The room fell dead silent...

After getting Elias Langley into the car, Juliana commanded Zachary York to speed toward the hospital.

Once the car started moving, the man leaning against her shoulder suddenly opened his eyes and, perfectly clear-headed, instructed, "No need for the hospital. Let’s go home."

This decisive tone seemed far from intoxicated.

Juliana instantly realized she’d been tricked and raised her hand to hit him.

"Wife..."

The man gently gripped her small fist, softly pulling it behind her.

Before she could struggle, a slightly inebriated kiss fell...

Over the matter of "not divorcing," Juliana remained firm.

Nevertheless, Elias Langley didn’t labor in vain, having successfully earned a probation period.

...

Two days later, the Sinclair Family held a wake for Isabelle Sinclair, and Mrs. Sinclair insisted Elias Langley attend, expressly instructing him to bring Juliana.

Juliana was initially fretting over a lack of opportunities for her plan when Mrs. Sinclair granted her the opening she needed.

That evening, the two of them appeared hand-in-hand at the funeral parlor.

Juliana was dressed in somber black without makeup, exuding a cool demeanor, while Elias Langley maintained his customary composure.

The couple appeared well-matched.

Florence Sinclair caught sight of them, pursed her lips, and turned away.

Mrs. Sinclair, seeing Juliana willing to attend, felt significantly appeased.

She nodded toward Juliana, saying, "Go pay your respects to Isabelle with an incense stick."

However, Juliana stood motionless, her cool voice echoing starkly in the empty hall.

"What is she to me that I should offer incense?"

Before Mrs. Sinclair could respond, Old Mr. Sinclair’s voice rang from the entrance.

"Well said, you shouldn’t offer incense for Isabelle, but should instead absolve Isabelle on my behalf!"