Rachel gritted her teeth and said, "Then, just wait for Laura to be prosecuted! Even if she gets released eventually, she will still have a criminal record with the police. This record will follow her for the rest of her life, becoming a blemish that will haunt her forever!" Jennifer's heart sank. Laura ended up in this situation because she was trying to help her. At this point in time, did she have any other choice?Finally, Jennifer conceded to Rachel's demands so that she could get Laura out of the police station as soon as possible. "How can I trust you?" Jennifer looked at her suspiciously. "What if you back out and refuse to release Laura after I divorce Maxwell and admit to causing your grandmother's death? I would have to suffer a double whammy!" Rachel snorted and gave Jennifer a sidelong glance. "Jennifer, do you think you still have a choice? I'm giving you an opportunity, not negotiating with you! You better be clear about that!" Jennifer knew that even if danger
Maxwell sensed something off about Jennifer. His heart quivered as he pressed further, "What's wrong with you? Tell me!" Jennifer took a deep breath and held back her tears. "I promise, you won't regret coming back this time." After his call with Jennifer ended, Maxwell stared at the darkened phone screen in confusion. Rachel was right beside him, lying injured on the hospital bed. However, Jennifer's voice on the phone just now was clearly off. Maxwell didn't want to admit that he felt concerned. Nonetheless, his heart was gripped with worry. He wanted to return home and see what was going on. Rachel guessed that the call was from Jennifer. After all, she would want to get the divorce done as soon as possible for the sake of getting Laura out. She was almost certain that Jennifer called Maxwell home to talk about their divorce. Rachel pretended to be understanding and said, "Maxwell, is that your wife? Did she ask you to go home?"When Maxwell remembered the grievances th
"Jennifer?" Maxwell was startled and quickly stood up. He gathered her into his arms and rushed to the bedroom. After he placed her on the bed, Jennifer still hadn't regained consciousness. "Jennifer, stop the act and get up!" Maxwell snapped as he stood beside her. "One moment you're sobbing, the next you're trying to gain my sympathy. Tell me, how many tricks do you have up your sleeve?" Unfortunately, there was no response. Maxwell reached out and touched her forehead. It was scalding hot. Was Jennifer running a fever?Maxwell took out his phone and made a call to his private doctor, Derek Spellman. While waiting for Derek, he went to the bathroom and fetched a basin of cold water. He intended to use a towel to cool her down. Coincidentally, Maxwell caught sight of her damp clothes in a basin beside the sink. These were the clothes Jennifer wore when she came to see him this morning. So, did she walk back in the rain today? "Damn it," Maxwell cursed under his breath
Jennifer quickly ran downstairs, but the divorce agreement that she printed yesterday was not on the coffee table. She searched high and low. Finally, Jennifer found the torn-up divorce agreement in the rubbish bin. There was only her signature there. The space for Maxwell's signature remained blank. At that moment, Jennifer wasn't sure whether she felt relieved or disappointed. She felt relieved because Maxwell was still her husband. On the other hand, she was disappointed because she hadn't fulfilled Rachel's request. Laura was still locked up at the police station. She couldn't be so selfish!…Martha returned to the villa that morning. Jennifer didn't expect her to come back today. After all, she hadn't had the chance to call Martha as many things had happened recently. Martha said with a smile, "Mr. Lance asked me to return and take care of you, Madam. He still cares about you as he said that you can't take care of yourself alone." Jennifer forced a smile, but she di
Due to the angle of the shots, the entire video was captured clearly. Nathan was a rising star in the medical field of cardiac surgery, and he personally provided an explanation about the video. It turned out that the video was taken by his sister who coincidentally passed by the front entrance of Haven University. She witnessed the incident and took a video on her phone. Most of the time, Nathan would be conducting research abroad. He rarely returned to the country, so he wasn't aware of the domestic news. It was during a video call with his sister that she brought up this matter with him while chatting casually. He did not expect that a hero like Jennifer who tried to save a life would be wrongly accused by the victim's family members. Nathan immediately asked his sister for the video and made it public. After that, he personally gave a detailed commentary on Jennifer's rescue efforts. He explained, "There were no issues with the methods and measures taken by Ms. Yale from
"Jennifer, we are sorry for misunderstanding you." "That's right, but it was probably a stroke of luck in disguise that Dr. Lowe noticed you. If you apply for his graduate program in the future, you'll have an advantage over us!" "By the way, did Dr. Lowe mention whether he will accept you as his student for the postgraduate entrance exam next year?" Jennifer was overwhelmed by the barrage of questions and took some time to respond. "I don't interact much with Dr. Lowe in private, so I'm not sure." After some time, Jennifer realized that the usual sharp but familiar voice was absent in the classroom. She looked around and asked, "Where's Quincy? Didn't she come to class today?" Quincy wasn't popular among her classmates. Some of them sneered, "Oh, her! It seems like she offended someone in the laboratory and got kicked out. "She doesn't even have a place to conduct her experiments, so she definitely can't complete her thesis. Quincy hasn't come to class for several days now
"That's enough! Have I said that I won't take responsibility?" Rachel said angrily. "Don't leave the house, and don't say anything online. I will figure something out!" After hanging up the phone, Rachel felt even more frustrated. Despite her reassurances earlier, she couldn't think of any other way. How could she come out unscathed and make Jennifer divorce Maxwell without getting personally involved in this mess?Feeling helpless, she called Jennifer. At that moment, Jennifer had just finished class. When Jennifer received a call from Rachel, she stopped in her tracks instinctively. Rachel's voice was menacing as she spoke, "Jennifer, don't you want to save your friend anymore? You haven't fulfilled any of your promises!" Jennifer replied coldly, "As you can see, many professors have already helped me clarify things online. Your plan to ruin my reputation has failed for now." Rachel pressed her further. "How about the divorce? What's the point of you doing this? Why do you
Could it be that Jennifer was actually having an affair with Nathan? Maxwell's expression darkened even more at the thought. He had been eaten up by guilt since last night because he felt sorry for falsely accusing Jennifer. But what about her? She didn't seem to care at all. Jennifer was probably getting intimate with Nathan instead!…Nathan sent Jennifer home safely, but she didn't dare invite him into the house recklessly as she was afraid Maxwell was at home. Nathan was a man who knew his boundaries. After dropping her off at her destination, he drove away immediately. The first thing Jennifer did when she got home was to ask Martha, "Mrs. Zayne, is he… home yet?" If Maxwell knew that she had been falsely accused, would he regret it? Would he care about her a little more? Would he see through Rachel's true colors? Unfortunately, Martha spoke with hesitation, "Madam, Mr. Lance has not come back yet. Should I give him a call to ask?" "There's no need. He probably doe
Simon finally looked up from his computer screen and gave Alex a stern look. "Do you not understand what I said, or do you have nothing better to do? Should I assign you more tasks?""No… No need for that! I'll leave now." After being scolded, Alex left the office dejectedly. Britney was still waiting downstairs. Seeing him come out, she rushed up eagerly. "So? How did it go?"Alex scratched his head and forced a smile. "Mr. Moore said… Ms. Scott needs to come in person." Britney sighed, disappointment written all over her face. "I knew it!" Alex was about to console her when she suddenly broke into a bright smile. "Still, coming here today wasn't a total waste. At least I ran into my high school classmate and got your number!"She winked at him playfully and added, "We're both from out of town. So, we've got to look out for each other!"Alex was flustered and nodded. "Of course!""Well, I'll get going then. Let's keep in touch!" Britney shrugged off the rejection. Althou
Britney hesitated but finally gave in. "Fine, I'll give it a try." … With Laura's task weighing heavily on her shoulders, Britney set off for Valor Law Firm solemnly.As expected, it turned out exactly as she had imagined. She was turned away almost immediately.She recalled the last time she had come here with Laura. Back then, Laura had also waited for a long time. Determined to ace the interview, Britney decided to stick around and wait. Surely Simon would meet her, considering how she always supported him and Laura and had even tipped him off before. "Britney!" A voice suddenly called out. Britney turned around and her eyes lit up with surprise. "Alex? What are you doing here?" Britney added, "I had some business here. Wow, you've changed so much since high school! Do you work here? Everyone here looks so formal in their suits.""Yes, I work here." Alex was happy to see a classmate. "Are you here because of some trouble? Do you need a lawyer?"Britney explaine
After leaving Simon's office, Laura headed straight to the studio. The workday had ended when she arrived, and all her colleagues had left. Laura sat at her desk, turned on her computer, and began writing down everything she had seen and heard today. With her fingers furiously typing away, she poured out the full story of Brooks Group's workplace incident. Whether it was out of anger or agitation, the keyboard clattered loudly beneath her hands.In just 20 minutes, she had completed a full article. As she typed the last word, she began to calm down. Looking at the article that was filled with sympathy for Nick's family and criticism of Brooks Group, Laura realized she was betraying her journalistic integrity.She hesitated before deleting the draft. After all, she was a reporter. She shouldn't bring her personal feelings into her work. This article contained too much of her own bias. Such a news piece would be unprofessional. Laura sighed. She checked her phone but ther
Laura had to accept reality. Simon feigned nonchalance. "Wait for me. I have some work to finish, and then I'll take you out for dinner, alright?"Laura sat quietly on the couch nearby, listening to the sound of him typing on his computer. Her heart tightened.Her mind replayed the events of how she and Britney had gone to interview the victim's parents. Their cries echoed in her ears as did Simon's conversation with William. Finally, Laura walked over to him. "The work you're handling... Is it related to Brooks Group?" Simon paused and looked at her. "How do you know about this case?" Laura replied truthfully, "My boss assigned me to interview the victims. I... I just visited the family this afternoon and got back from the countryside not long ago.""I see." Simon didn't think much of it and even teased, "Well, it looks like we might see each other more often now. You could say we're mixing business with pleasure." Laura wasn't in the mood to joke. "Are you going to
But it seemed like Simon was slowly warming up, though Laura couldn't tell if it was just her imagination. Laura tapped Britney on the back of her head. "What are you daydreaming about?"Britney answered solemnly, "I'm worried about you, Laura! Let's check things out at Valor Law Firm tomorrow, okay? After all, each side has its own version of the story. Maybe Mr. Moore will have a completely different explanation tomorrow." Laura felt a sense of unease. When they reached the city center, she got out of the car. "Go back to the studio on your own. I... I need to take a walk." Britney knew Laura was planning to see Simon to clarify things. So, she didn't press the matter and drove off.Laura headed straight to Valor Law Firm. The receptionist saw her and asked, "Do you have an appointment, Ms. Scott? Mr. Moore is currently in a meeting.""It's fine. I'll just wait for him here." Laura had just sat down when she noticed Alex coming in. Alex walked over eagerly. "Are y
Laura spent the entire morning investigating the Brooks Group's construction site incident and the people involved.In the afternoon, she took Britney and visited the victim's family.The family lived in a remote rural area and looked poor. When they heard Laura was a journalist from a well-known studio, the victim's family members broke into tears. "Please, you must stand up for us!"These were ordinary people with no way of beating influential figures. Having someone to speak for them filled them with gratitude. Laura quickly helped the victim's grieving parents to their feet. The deceased worker, Nick Klaus, was only 20 years old. His parents were in their early 40s, yet their hair had turned completely white, and their wrinkles made them look much older.Laura couldn't help but feel a wave of sadness, while Britney looked like she was about to cry from sympathy.The victim's father cried, "Those bastards at Brooks Group are so heartless! It was their fault for not ensuri
Laura sighed to herself. She just needed to coordinate with Simon to get the news. Why did Joseph make it sound like such a difficult task?She promised, "Don't worry, Mr. Zone. Our News Department has coordinated with Valor Law Firm before, and we've done quite a few exclusive interviews with Mr. Moore. This shouldn't be a problem."Joseph smiled. "You're good at keeping work and personal life separate, but I haven't finished yet. The reason we're focusing on this news piece is because the family of the deceased worker is suing Brooks Group for insufficient safety measures. Plus, the workers at the site are agitated. The company is unwilling to pay compensation and hired a lawyer to minimize the settlement. The family of the deceased refuses to accept the proposed 200 thousand dollars as compensation. Both sides are at a stalemate." "200 thousand dollars?" Laura was stunned. "A human life, and they're offering only that little?" Joseph nodded. "Even you're outraged. That's why
"Simon Moore!" Laura had enough and huffed. "I never thought you were so frivolous! I know I can't stop you, nor do I have the right to. But can you leave me out of it? I don't want to watch you guys mess around!" Simon's voice was low and husky. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have taken you. I thought since Joseph is your superior, it might be good to introduce you two so he would go easier on you at work. I didn't expect to upset you." Laura shot him a gloomy look. "Do you wish I was more like those two hostesses? What did you guys even do after I left?" Simon couldn't help but laugh. Her jealousy pleased him.His tone softened. "I could go to any club if I wanted women like that. Why would I need you?"Laura snorted. "Who knows what you and Joseph used to do together? Only a fool would believe you!"Simon knew that she was just upset. He ruffled her hair and explained, "Joseph wasn't always like this. He was hurt by a woman, and... He became cynical and stubborn after. He's bee
Laura's expression turned unpleasant after hearing the rules. She quickly turned to Simon.Did this mean they always played games like these when Joseph visited? The thought of Simon being with hostesses in her absence disgusted Laura. Joseph chimed in, "Come on, Simon! Let's play a few rounds, then we'll eat! I rarely get to visit Haven City, so you have to party with me until I'm satisfied!" The two hostesses by his side set a pair of dice on the table. They smiled flirtatiously. "Let's just play the dice game. If Mr. Zone loses, we'll take something off. If Mr. Moore loses, then…" Simon cut them off. "Laura doesn't play these kinds of games, and she won't." One of the hostesses rolled her eyes. "Isn't this the most basic game in any club?" Simon's expression darkened. Noticing his mood, Joseph quickly shot the hostess a look, signaling her to stop talking. Then, he tried to lighten the awkward atmosphere with a laugh. "Simon, are you keeping things solid at hom