Stop Panicking! Miss Jacobs will Not Look Back!-Chapter 259: Using the Sinclair Family Heiress as a Bargaining Chip

Chapter 259: Chapter 259: Using the Sinclair Family Heiress as a Bargaining Chip

"Florence Sinclair! Are you crazy?"

Auden Hughes hurried forward and yanked Florence Sinclair away.

"If you keep making a scene like this, I won’t mind using your true nature as the reason for canceling our engagement!"

These words hit Florence Sinclair like a bucket of cold water, instantly subduing her.

Her objective had not yet been achieved, and the engagement with the Hughes Family was important to her.

Florence Sinclair was the one who had hurt others, yet tears welled up in her eyes.

"You threaten me for her. Who is she to you, and who am I?"

However, despite her emotional gaze, Auden Hughes coldly curled the corners of his lips.

"Haven’t you always asked whose school uniform jacket it was? Today I’ll give you an answer."

Florence Sinclair’s breath caught.

Auden Hughes pulled Juliana Jacobs farther away from her and pressed the intercom button on the office phone, "Bring the medical kit."

The injury on Juliana Jacobs’s hand was not serious, just a few drops of blood.

A person in a white protective suit walked into the office carrying a medical kit.

After placing the kit down, the person did not leave, seemingly waiting to take it back after they were done.

Auden Hughes took a cotton swab from the kit and wiped the blood off Juliana Jacobs’s hand, then disinfected it with iodine.

At this moment, Juliana, who had been on guard, saw the person in the protective suit quickly snatch the cotton swab Auden Hughes was about to discard.

Originally, it was a very normal gesture of appeasement, but Juliana pushed Auden Hughes away and rushed over to seize the cotton swab.

But the person hurriedly dodged, not allowing Juliana to succeed.

"Who are you?"

When Juliana failed to grab the swab, she tore off the other person’s protective suit in one swift motion.

A fair face was exposed before everyone, unable to hide in time.

"Marcus Sinclair!"

Florence Sinclair exclaimed in surprise.

Mother indeed suspected Juliana was the biological daughter.

"Second Miss Sinclair."

Marcus lowered his head.

Auden Hughes frowned, "How can outsiders enter and leave my company so easily?"

Juliana instantly understood everything, she looked at Florence Sinclair, speaking in a tone that was too calm to detect any provocation.

"Second Miss Sinclair, your Sinclair Family is indeed full of talent. First, we have daughters pestering others’ husbands tirelessly; then we have servants engaging in sneaky blood thefts. Is your family’s tradition to teach people how to do these disgraceful acts?"

Juliana’s words snapped Florence Sinclair into awareness.

Marcus appearing here must have been at her mother’s behest to investigate Juliana.

And the simplest and most straightforward way was to obtain Juliana’s biological material for testing.

If by any chance Juliana really was the missing Sinclair heir... she couldn’t take the risk.

She immediately vented her anger on Marcus, stepping forward with the authority of the second miss, commanding sternly, "Hand over the filthy thing in your hand!"

"Second Miss..."

Marcus hesitated for a moment but eventually handed over the bloodied swab.

"What do you need this thing for?" Juliana asked deliberately, trying to cover up.

"What I’m doing has nothing to do with you. The matter between you and my fiancé isn’t over yet."

Plainly, Florence had no intention of letting Juliana and Marcus have much contact; after snapping off the swab tip, she tossed it down the drain.

Juliana breathed a sigh of relief, turning her gaze to Auden Hughes, speaking icily, "Mr. Hughes, whether my friend’s application can be approved, I hope you give an answer soon. If you’re too busy, I have a way to free up your schedule."

After saying that, she turned and left.

"Juliana..."

Auden Hughes moved to pursue her but was blocked by Florence.

"With Marcus here, what happened today, my mother will surely know, you need to give me an explanation!"

Auden Hughes glared at her unkindly, "You’re delusional every day, thinking the whole world is against you; in front of your parents, you’re well-behaved and docile, yet today you hurt my guest right in front of me. I now suspect you have a split personality; shouldn’t the Sinclair Family give me an explanation?"

"You’re the one with a split personality!"

Lacking confidence, Florence Sinclair, after saying this, turned her anger towards Marcus, "What did my mother send you here for?"

"Miss, please don’t ask."

He truly hadn’t expected the cautious Miss Jacobs would so shamelessly tear off his protective gear.

Having failed the task, he was quite embarrassed, but the Sinclair family rules meant he couldn’t betray Mrs. Sinclair.

"When you see my mother, know what to say and what not to say, understood?"

Marcus pressed his lips together, not answering.

Florence Sinclair held her breath, fuming silently, her chest aching.

Juliana walked down to the lobby, Raine Kane drove over, keenly noticing her hand was injured.

"What happened?" Raine asked.

Juliana got into the passenger seat, opened the glove compartment, and sprayed the wound with iodine, "Florence Sinclair did it."

"See, you can’t do without me, can you?"

Raine started the car.

Juliana took out her phone, initially intending to message, but ultimately decided to call.

It took a while for Elias Langley to answer, and he spoke in a low, subdued voice.

"Missed me?"

Juliana’s previously heavy mood dissipated with that one line.

She spoke softly, "I’ve seen multiple complaints online regarding Vivacore Bio’s clinical trial disputes. No one is handling it. Can someone intervene?"

Elias Langley remained silent.

Juliana knew the reason.

"I miss you."

The man on the other end chuckled deeply, "Someone will handle it."

Juliana paused, still saying, "I might have caused you trouble. Mrs. Sinclair might call you in again. Anyway, just remember I’m the woman who waits for you to come home every night, that’s enough."

"Yes, I know."

Elias Langley hung up, the warmth in his eyes transforming into a cold frost in an instant.

He turned and walked towards Sean Paxton, seated not far away.

The quiet office echoed with the sound of footsteps.

"Elias, once a man is tied by marriage, he’s bound to get entangled. My granduncle’s conditions, you’d best consider them seriously."

Sean Paxton relaxed confidently, his tone exuding a complete control of the situation.

Elias Langley sat across from him, sipped some tea, and casually replied, "Misconstruing my refusal as hesitation — is it I who’s entangled, or are you leaving room for yourself?"

Sean Paxton was not offended; he laughed instead.

"You, you, after all these years, still not speaking pleasing words. Good thing we’re old classmates who know your nature, but..."

He switched tack.

"Stopping them from conducting a DNA test on Juliana, isn’t that just signaling to everyone that she indeed is the missing Sinclair heiress?"

Elias Langley’s expression remained unchanged as he slowly poured tea, "If my mind was really so easy to read, you wouldn’t have waited until today to reluctantly sit at the same table with me."

Sean Paxton was unfazed by the derision, a gleam flashing in his eyes.

"So, you already know where the real Sinclair heiress is?"

Elias Langley did not answer.

Sean Paxton leaned forward, lowering his voice, "Do you plan to use her as a bargaining chip to coerce the Paxton and Sinclair families?"

Elias Langley still did not respond.

Sean Paxton leaned in slightly, his elbows rested on his knees, growing more intrigued.

"So, are you planning to use the Sinclair heiress as a bargaining chip to compel the Paxton and Sinclair families to surrender the data, rectify past wrongs, achieve advancement, and then replace my granduncle to become the rule-maker?"