Stop Panicking! Miss Jacobs will Not Look Back!-Chapter 277: Isabelle Sinclair’s Ruin and Disgrace

Chapter 277: Chapter 277: Isabelle Sinclair’s Ruin and Disgrace

After speaking, she walked through the crowd, interrupting April Wallace’s wailing with sympathy.

"Oh, isn’t this Lena Dalton? What did she eat that was dirty and became like this?"

Held by her mother, Lena Dalton was in distress and cried as she pushed, "It was Miss Sinclair... she gave me spiked wine! I... I’d die without a man,"

The crowd buzzed with shock.

"Miss Sinclair? Which Miss Sinclair? Could it be Isabelle Sinclair?"

"Of course it’s her, she’s the only one who came with Mrs. Sinclair today."

"Oh my, how could she do such a thing to a girl? So vicious..."

"Doing this, isn’t it a crime?"

Mrs. Sinclair’s face darkened.

When Raine Kane appeared, she immediately knew that today’s incident must be tied to Juliana Jacobs.

As expected, April Wallace immediately turned her gaze to Isabelle Sinclair.

Her daughter couldn’t be humiliated for nothing, finally finding a scapegoat to extort a good sum from.

"Third Miss Sinclair, I know you like Mr. Langley and are jealous of my daughter’s beauty, but my daughter has no improper intentions towards Mr. Langley. How could you ruin her purity like this? She... she hasn’t married yet."

Her words undoubtedly exposed Isabelle Sinclair’s scandal of liking a married man, causing the crowd to gossip about Isabelle Sinclair again.

"How did a family like the Sinclairs produce such a daughter?"

"Yeah, both are seasoned experts, yet they let their daughter covet someone else’s husband."

"With such disgrace inside, the Sinclairs better not boast about their noble family anymore, it’s shameful!"

Mrs. Sinclair looked coldly at April Wallace, no longer wanting to speak for Isabelle Sinclair.

However, Isabelle Sinclair was unconvinced, stepping forward to say, "Clearly it’s your daughter without shame, nude and attempting to seduce Elias Langley, failing that, trying to drug him! I ruined your mother-daughter plot, and now you frame me. Do you two want to be rich chickens?"

April Wallace, no pushover, cried even harder.

She slapped her thigh, shouting, "It’s unjust, clearly you’re the one coveting Mr. Langley, how can you bite back and slander my daughter."

"Enough."

Juliana Jacobs had unknowingly walked up to Elias Langley, shielding him behind her.

"My husband is upright and capable, admired by many, which is normal. But this shouldn’t be an excuse for anyone to fight and slander each other. Regardless of the grudges between you, you should not involve or tarnish his reputation."

She paused, turning her gaze to the crowd, her voice not loud, but firm.

"My husband has always kept himself clean, his reputation must not be stained by anyone. Anyone who insists on dragging him into this mess is my enemy."

Juliana Jacobs’ words fell, quelling the previously buzzing guests into silence.

Originally, Elias Langley was embroiled in this scandalous dispute, regardless of the truth, his reputation and career were overshadowed.

But thanks to Juliana Jacobs’ bold act of protection, not only did Elias Langley avoid an unwarranted disaster, but it also unexpectedly highlighted the Langleys’ unity and grace, enhancing their image and prospects.

Elias Langley looked deeply at her, feeling warmed inside.

April Wallace’s wailing stuck in her throat, mumbling unable to be impudent further.

Isabelle Sinclair’s face turned white then red, wanting to speak but being interrupted by Juliana Jacobs’ leisurely gaze.

"Every lounge here is equipped with surveillance. By convention, to protect guests’ privacy, all footage is destroyed immediately after the banquet. However..."

Her words paused slightly.

"If a dispute arises here needing clarification, I wouldn’t mind making an exception, retrieving the footage, and publicly restoring the truth."

Her words fell, and the large screen on the dais suddenly lit up.

It began playing footage from the VIP Room 2.

Showing Lena Dalton entering, circling around to find no one, about to leave when Isabelle Sinclair walked in.

The video had no sound, and no one knew what they said. In a short time, Isabelle Sinclair grabbed Lena Dalton’s hair, forcibly pouring wine into her mouth.

With video evidence, it was no longer Lena Dalton’s one-sided story; Isabelle Sinclair was left without a defense.

Juliana Jacobs’ gaze was light, "If I remember correctly, Third Miss Sinclair used the same means when visiting Kenton’s Langley Family. Back then, Chairman Langley suppressed the issue out of consideration for your family’s reputation and the Sinclair Family’s face. Whether I’m speaking nonsense, check the police records for their response."

Her words fell, immediately leading guests to sigh, "So Isabelle Sinclair is such a person, the Sinclair Family indeed failed in teaching their daughter."

Isabelle Sinclair trembled all over, wanting to refute but unable to utter a word, only to look at her mother in panic.

Mrs. Sinclair was both heartbroken and angry, simply closing her eyes, unwilling to look at her any longer, seemingly having decided to abandon her.

Isabelle Sinclair panicked, yet heard Juliana Jacobs’ cold voice ring again.

"Aetherflame won’t allow such degradation. I’ve already called the police. Whatever needs to be done, let it be done."

Her tone paused, eyes turning to Mrs. Sinclair, who was closing her eyes in endurance,

"Mrs. Sinclair, today’s inauguration of our Aetherflame’s Innovation Hub in Kingsford was ruined by your daughter’s antics. Shouldn’t the Sinclair Family bear the losses of my banquet?"

Mrs. Sinclair opened her eyes, chest heaving, but ultimately responded with not a word, turning to leave.

Isabelle Sinclair, seeing this, dared not stay, stumbling after her mother like clutching the last straw, disappearing from eyes.

This inauguration, meant to be gloriously complete, ended here.

Guests dispersed, Juliana Jacobs felt a bit guilty towards Caleb Shaw.

"I promise you, I won’t let personal matters affect the company again."

However, Caleb Shaw smiled generously.

"Compared to you in Kenton, you’re now a different person. My brother missed out, the most unwise decision of his life was missing you."

He paused, sincerely.

"If you need help in the future, just say so. As long as possible, I’ll do my best."

Juliana Jacobs smiled slightly, her gaze calm.

The name Evan Grant was completely the past for her.

At this point, a strong arm naturally wrapped around her waist.

Elias Langley stood behind her, speaking gently, "Let’s go home."

Juliana Jacobs leaned into his embrace, looked up with a light smile, "Alright, home. I want to eat rice wine dumplings, you cook for me."

"Add some brown sugar, okay? Mrs. Langley."

Elias Langley bowed his head to touch her forehead, his voice even more tender.

The two left together.

As they walked to the parking lot, Zachary York had already opened the car door for them.

"Miss Jacobs..."

Juliana Jacobs turned back, seeing Mrs. Sinclair approaching.

Her face amiable, her tone gentle.

"Can we talk?"

Out of etiquette, Juliana Jacobs subconsciously took a step towards her.

At the distance she left Elias Langley, Mrs. Sinclair’s face suddenly turned from kindly to fierce.

She raised her hand suddenly, a fierce slap with a gust of wind landed on Juliana Jacobs’ cheek...