Who Cares About Him When I'm Married to the Richest Man?-Chapter 24: Letting You Off If You Attend a Dinner

Chapter 24: Chapter 24: Letting You Off If You Attend a Dinner

A lofty voice came from inside, "Come in!"

Elara’s heart skipped a beat, that voice...

She pushed the door open and walked in, only to see Rosalind!

Besides, Cece was there as well!

What’s going on? She had arranged to meet the parents of the student who fought with Aidan, but why were they here?

Elara felt both surprised and uncertain, "You all..."

Cece wore a friendly smile, appearing a bit surprised, "Elara? So it was you who called me?"

Then she added somewhat apologetically, "If I had known, I would have changed my schedule and met you earlier. I’m really sorry for making you wait for two days in vain."

Elara hesitantly looked at her, "Are you related to Caleb Quincy...?"

Cece smiled softly and said gently, "Caleb is my brother."

Elara’s heart tightened. Yes, she had thought the voice on the phone sounded familiar, and now thinking back, it was definitely Cece’s voice!

No wonder Yvette Sommers mentioned that the other party initially asked for only a hundred thousand dollars, but for some reason, later insisted on Aidan’s expulsion.

Aidan was probably dragged into this because of her...

"Miss Quincy, I didn’t expect it to be you," Elara tried to suppress her thoughts and politely said, "I came today to apologize for my brother’s reckless behavior. I’m sorry we failed to teach Aidan properly, and he hurt Caleb Quincy. Is Caleb okay now?"

Rosalind sneered beside them, mocking, "Elara, you actually need something from us today? Weren’t you always so capable, even daring to harm my brother, and now you’re begging us for something as trivial as a chance to go to school?"

Elara pressed her lips together, pretending not to hear Rosalind’s sarcasm.

Cece looked somewhat sad, "Elara, Ken is seriously hurt. Although there are no visible injuries, he has a concussion. The most critical issue is his poor psychological state; he’s very afraid of facing people, so... I’m sorry, I cannot agree to your request."

Elara had learned beforehand that in the fight between Aidan and Caleb Quincy, both only suffered minor injuries, and Aidan was injured even more severely...

Cece’s words were somewhat exaggerated.

But now, she was the one asking for help. Even if Cece exaggerated, she could only accept it.

"Miss Quincy, Aidan already knows he was wrong, and we are willing to cover all the medical expenses. We just hope you can show some mercy and give the child a chance..."

Cece let out a bitter laugh, posing as if she was being generous, "Elara, it’s not that I’m unwilling to give him a chance, but Ken has been so badly hurt that I can’t forgive..."

Elara bit her lip, taking a deep breath, and resolutely spoke, "Miss Quincy, what conditions do you have? Feel free to ask. As long as it’s within my power, I’ll do my best to meet them."

Cece still had a deeply resentful expression, but it was Rosalind who suddenly spoke up.

"Elara, if you sincerely apologize, we might just let him off the hook."

She sat there with her arms crossed, legs crossed, looking at Elara with a hint of mockery in her eyes.

Elara’s back stiffened slightly. She knew this was the real purpose of their summoning her today.

After a few seconds of silence, she asked, "What counts as a sincere apology?"

"Quite tactful," Rosalind stood up, walked to her side, arrogantly patted her face, and mocked, "I thought you’d suddenly grown a backbone, relying on finding a reckless pretty boy to dare to go against me!"

Despite being humiliated by Rosalind in this way, Elara merely clenched her fists silently.

She wasn’t naïve enough to think that with Mason Jacobs being arrested, the Jacobs Family would fall. Even a dead camel is larger than a horse, not to mention she couldn’t guarantee Mason Jacobs wouldn’t get out of this trouble.

With such a big family, the intricate connections they have would make it far from difficult to rescue Mason Jacobs. Likewise, deliberately making her life difficult wasn’t hard for them either.

She constantly reminded herself of her weak position and dared not, nor could she recklessly resist.

Rosalind looked at Elara, who appeared timidly compliant like the past two years enduring everything in the Jacobs Family, and laughed triumphantly.

Then, she grabbed Elara’s long hair, pulling her back, and said coldly, "My brother got into trouble and needs maneuvering. You’ll come with me to an event tonight. If you finish this dinner, I’ll persuade Cece to let your brother off."

Severe pain shot through Elara’s head, as if her scalp was being torn off. She could only go along with the force and managed to utter a few words, "What... dinner?"

Rosalind sneered, "Of course, it’s a dinner with the high-levels! What, afraid I’ll deceive you? Do you think such high-ranking people would be interested in someone like you? It’s just accompanying them for drinks; don’t tell me you dare not go!"

Cece chimed in softly, "Elara, Mason being arrested, in the end, was also because of you. You two do share feelings, so consider helping him this time..."

Elara found it absurd. From the moment she divorced Mason Jacobs, neither the Jacobs Family nor Cece had ever wanted to let her off, even forcing her into court confrontation, aiming for her ruin...

And now, they were asking her to help Mason Jacobs?

She believed she owed nothing to the Jacobs Family, but had they ever thought they owed her nothing?

"I... won’t go..." Elara struggled to say.

She wasn’t foolish; given Rosalind’s hatred toward her, how could this dinner event not have a catch?

If there were no catch, Rosalind would have already vented her anger on her. Her current restraint probably intended to lower her guard.

"Not going? Ha, Elara, don’t force me to get rough with you!" Rosalind slapped her across the face, catching Elara off guard, causing her to fall onto the sofa.

Before she could get up, Rosalind rushed over, choking her neck, and hissed, "You put my brother in this state and still want to stay out of it? Don’t think that just because he’s in, the Jacobs Family can’t do anything to you. Think about your paralyzed father! If you don’t want him to die, you better do as I say!"

Rosalind was a little delinquent even in school, and when she fought, she was fierce and relentless. Elara was entirely no match for her, beaten with no chance to retaliate.

"Let me go..."

Rosalind stared coldly at her, "Attend the dinner tonight, and the issue with your brother, as well as our grudges, will be wiped clean. Otherwise, prepare to end up burying your family!"

Elara’s heart trembled.

She didn’t dare dismiss Rosalind’s threat; the Jacobs Family truly had such power!

She hesitated between agreeing with Rosalind and contacting Zara Dalton to report to the police.

What to do? At this point, resolving Aidan’s issue wasn’t important. What mattered was how she could get out without provoking the Jacobs Family’s retaliation.

Rosalind seemed to have noticed her struggle, cruelly smiling and whispered in her ear, "I’ve already sent people to your dad’s place. If you agree to my terms, I’ll have them leave right away, otherwise..."

Elara involuntarily shivered and hastily agreed, "I’ll go, I’ll go... don’t move my dad!"

Rosalind smiled in satisfaction, stood up, clapped her hands, and looked down at her, 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

"Go, buy some beautiful clothes, and dress up nicely. Be at the address I sent you by nine."

Elara flinched a little, biting her lips and nodded, "I know. Can I leave now?"

Rosalind regarded her as if looking at a dog, "Go."

Elara adjusted her clothes and slowly walked out.

As the door to the private room closed, Rosalind reclined lazily on the sofa, feet propped on the coffee table, seemingly pleased, "Cece, thanks to your idea, my brother is saved now."

Cece said somewhat bashfully, "I just wanted to help. I hope Elara doesn’t blame us too much."

Rosalind snorted disdainfully, "Dare she?"