Stop Panicking! Miss Jacobs will Not Look Back!-Chapter 303: Husband and Wife Join Forces to Set the Trap

Chapter 303: Chapter 303: Husband and Wife Join Forces to Set the Trap

"The people sent to deal with Quentin Zane failed, and Elias Langley appeared and took him to Grymside. So, I immediately arranged for our insider there, in your name, to make sure Quentin Zane was eliminated."

Sean Paxton picked up the pen holder and threw it at the secretary. "Acting in the detention center, have you got shit for brains?"

"But Quentin Zane is a major threat to you; leaving him alive is even more dangerous."

Sean Paxton fell silent.

At this moment, the butler hurried in.

"Sir, there’s someone outside claiming to be the head of an investigation team, and they’ve brought a group wanting to see you."

The secretary asked, "Which team leader, doesn’t he know our Mr. Paxton?"

According to usual practice, even if there was something to investigate, the other party should give a call to inform first, and then when they arrived at Sean Paxton’s place, it was just a formality.

But coming directly to the door was a first.

With a sense of foreboding, Sean Paxton jumped up from his chair.

"Keep them stalled, I’ll go find Uncle."

Before long, he reached the top floor of The Cardinal Art Club.

Dylan Paxton had already gone to bed, but the sudden turn of events had alarmed him in a way he hadn’t been for years.

Before Sean Paxton could explain his purpose, Dylan Paxton slapped him across the face.

"What did I tell you before? That woman says a few words, and you fall for it. Elias Langley took the person to the detention center, betting you’ll make a move. Now look at you, you stuck your neck out for them to chop. Delighted?"

"Uncle, Quentin Zane couldn’t have predicted his death; he wouldn’t disregard the entire Zane Family, surely he revealed nothing to Juliana Jacobs. Besides, even if there were surveillance cameras in the interrogation room, they wouldn’t constitute direct evidence."

Dylan Paxton truly wanted to crack open his head to see what’s inside.

"Even circumstantial evidence is enough to give you a hard time! You’ve walked step by step into the trap laid by those two, yet you’re still oblivious. The head of the investigation team is also arranged by Elias Langley—a tough nut who won’t be swayed by reason or force, waiting for you to fall into the trap. Quentin Zane is dead, why did it take you half an hour to get the news? They definitely already have something against you!"

Sean Paxton suddenly realized that all of this was a meticulously laid game by that couple.

"Uncle, save me, over the years I’ve done quite a bit for the Paxton Family too."

"Shut up!" Dylan Paxton rarely lost his usual composure, his voice filled with suppressed anger. "I’ll handle this personally, you just stay out of it."

Sean Paxton barely had time to show joy before Dylan Paxton changed his tone.

"But now that things have blown up this big, the higher-ups can’t ignore it. You should first go and lie low, say it’s for rest and recuperation. As for the company, don’t worry about it, let your uncle come back and temporarily take your place."

Sean Paxton was shocked, "You want to let that half-brained bastard back into the Paxton Family?"

Dylan Paxton said coldly, "Let him work for you for free, clean up your mess, understood?"

Sean Paxton lowered his head in despair, letting out a deep sigh.

Was he really out of the game like this?

It was really hard to accept.

At this time, Dylan Paxton’s secretary walked out from the elevator, hurriedly coming to the desk.

"Old Mr. Paxton, Sebastian Sinclair has returned to the Sinclair Family from the sanatorium."

Dylan Paxton’s expression darkened, "When did this happen?"

"It’s been two or three days, although he’s traveling in a wheelchair, but it seems he doesn’t plan to return to the sanatorium."

Dylan Paxton turned to Sean Paxton, his gaze as piercing as a hawk’s. "You lost without disgrace."

In the next second, he instructed the secretary, "Arrange for me to have tea with Felix Sinclair at ten tomorrow morning."

...

The inkstone Raine Kane retrieved was actually a hidden USB drive.

To protect the Zane Family, Quentin Zane didn’t store records of past power and money transactions between the Zane Family and the Paxton Family, but preserved another set of results regarding Isabelle Sinclair’s handwriting.

This authentication result was completely different from the conclusion he had provided to the officials.

It was precisely because of this hidden authentication report that the higher-ups questioned the original conclusion of the handwriting authentication of the so-called "Isabelle Sinclair’s suicide note."

Upon re-examination by an expert panel, it was confirmed that the "Isabelle Sinclair’s suicide note" was a forgery.

This twist completely changed the course of the case.

The previous accusation against Juliana Jacobs of "forcing Isabelle Sinclair to suicide" lost its basis. Isabelle Sinclair’s death in prison suddenly became suspicious, and it was inevitable that the investigation would be reopened.

In addition to Quentin Zane’s death in Grymside, the successive occurrences of two homicide cases forced Dylan Paxton to use significant power to manage and suppress the direct impact of this storm to a minimum.

But the initiation of the investigation itself was a public challenge to his authority.

More crucially, although he barely kept Sean Paxton from direct implication, he had to keep others idle, which was equivalent to cutting off one of his own arms, causing cracks in his power structure.

Upon verification, it was found that both cups of water sent to the interrogation room had been poisoned. Because Juliana Jacobs’ lips had touched the rim of the cup, Elias Langley, feeling uneasy, insisted on sending her to the hospital for a full check-up the next day.

Only after confirming that her blood was free from toxic reactions did he finally feel relieved.

But Sebastian Sinclair still couldn’t rest assured, yet since he had openly returned to the Sinclair Family, it was inconvenient for him to meet with Juliana Jacobs in private.

So, he booked a private room at Aethelgard under the guise of a family reunion dinner and personally called Elias Langley.

Elias Langley, being astute, naturally understood the deeper meaning of this meal and immediately agreed to bring Juliana Jacobs along.

After hanging up the phone, before Sebastian Sinclair could speak, Mrs. Sinclair, sitting beside him, already furrowed her brow.

"Florence doesn’t like Juliana Jacobs at all. If she comes, Florence won’t feel like eating. How do we have a reunion dinner then?"

It was as if Sebastian Sinclair was reminded by her and suddenly realized.

"Florence isn’t hungry, just let her watch us eat." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Mrs. Sinclair frowned, "Hubby, are you muddled again?"

Sebastian Sinclair held her hand, his gaze tender enough to make water drip, yet his tone was firm.

"My dear, Elias Langley practically grew up in front of us, we’re like family. Florence needs to bring Auden, how can Elias not bring his wife? If we only allow him to come, aren’t we deliberately sowing discord in someone else’s marriage? It’s not something we can do."

Mrs. Sinclair couldn’t refute his words and could only let out a gentle sigh.

Just then, Old Mr. Sinclair, leaning on a cane, came in from outside. As soon as he entered, he spoke in a booming voice.

"I’ve changed my mind, I’m not going back to the second son’s place."

Upon hearing this, Sebastian Sinclair didn’t even bother to lift his brows, just a flicker of contempt crossing his eyes from the corners.

"Isn’t it nice being the Grand Sovereign at the second son’s house? Why aren’t you going?"

Old Mr. Sinclair’s eyes twitched, "That Juliana Jacobs is not easy to deal with, she will definitely stir up Elias Langley to scheme something against our Sinclair Family. I must stay to keep an eye on this family!"