Chapter 359: Adrian Law’s Heart Is Small—It Holds Only One Person
The voice on the phone roared with fury, as if he was about to explode in anger.
"Divorce! I’m telling you! This marriage must end!"
"You and our son are going to get us killed, from now on, bridges will be bridges, roads will be roads, and we’ll be unrelated!"
The mink-clad shrew was already trembling in her boots when she heard her family was on the brink of bankruptcy, and now seeing herself about to be thrown out, she was even more fearful and trembling.
She looked pleadingly at Adrian Law, completely devoid of her previous arrogant demeanor.
"Sir, I apologize, it’s my lack of vision, I beg you, please spare Crestwood Department Store!"
"I don’t want to divorce! I truly love my son, he’s still studying at Stellerton University, he and that little bi—"
Adrian Law’s eyes sliced through like a sharp sword, causing the mink-clad shrew’s heart to leap, remembering Adrian previously called Cecilia Vaughn his wife, she quickly slapped herself and corrected.
"My son is classmates with your esteemed wife! I beg you, spare our family!"
"Spare your son? Wasn’t it you who said Cecilia intended harm upon him?"
The mink-clad shrew shuddered violently.
"I’m...sorry...truly sorry...but my son has Cecilia Vaughn as his screensaver every day, and his grades have drastically fallen, if it weren’t for her intentionally approaching my son..."
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"I rather doubt my woman would be interested in others?"
Adrian Law smirked coldly, the regal aura radiating from deep within him nearly shook all those watching.
"Chief Quinn, drag her away."
The mink-clad shrew kicked madly with her legs, but was no match for the strength of the men.
Almost with Adrian Law’s command, the mink-clad shrew was mercilessly dragged into the car by the officers.
Everyone’s heart jumped to their throats, and simultaneously, a question bubbled to the surface within them.
—Who exactly is this outwardly elegant and noble man?! Crestwood Department Store is a renowned chain supermarket nationwide, with branches overseas even.
—Moreover, Cecilia Vaughn is still studying in university, yet she’s already married? Does this man not know Cecilia Vaughn has been involved with a bunch of guys? What wealthy son could accept being so thoroughly cuckolded?
...
A reporter, catching sight of Adrian Law’s strikingly handsome features, combined with a resemblance in some traits, suddenly thought of Director Law of the Law Group.
Could it be that this man is the Law Group’s notoriously enigmatic Eldest Young Master, Tyson Law’s half-brother?
Adrian Law?
The reporter’s heart skipped a beat, and he boldly asked.
"Excuse me, are you the Law Group’s President Law?"
Once those words were spoken, the whole venue fell silent for a moment, everyone held their breath looking at Adrian Law, followed by a chorus of exclamations.
"Impossible! Isn’t the Eldest Young Master Law famously frigid? How could he have gotten married?"
"Yeah! And I remember the Second Young Master Law’s wife is Fiona Vaughn, and Cecilia Vaughn also has the surname Vaughn, surely it’s not such a coincidence?"
Everyone’s hearts skipped a beat, a disbelief yet particularly logical assumption emerged.
"Are you kidding! I remember the Vaughn Family indeed has an elder daughter, although I don’t know her appearance or name, but it’s rumored she’s beautiful, and was even engaged to the Second Young Master Tyson Law three years ago!"
"That’s right! The Vaughn Family is also a blended family, and the Vaughn Family’s eldest daughter likewise doesn’t get along with her stepmother and stepsister!"
"Could it be, Cecilia Vaughn is the Vaughn Family’s eldest daughter? Damn... thinking about it is too shocking, her engagement to the brother fell through and then she married his elder brother?"
"No! That’s impossible! Who has ever heard of the Vaughn Family’s eldest daughter committing murder?"
Everyone looked at Adrian Law and Cecilia Vaughn with complicated expressions, colors changing rapidly, almost like a spilled palette.
The most terrifying part was that The Eldest Young Master Law’s status was so noble, just a casual word from him could easily determine their fate.
...
Adrian Law’s cold eyes scanned the faces of those present full of fear.
His lips curved into a faintly sarcastic smile.
"That’s right, I am Adrian Law, this Vaughn Family’s eldest daughter is my legally wedded wife, does anyone else have any questions?"
The air suddenly fell into a deathly silence.
Quite a few reporters present relied entirely on the Law Corporation for their livelihood, now truly understood what it meant to have hit a steel wall.
Those few people wished they could travel back an hour in time.
They hastily slapped their own faces.
"Apologies! Young Master Law, it was our fault, we’ll go back and delete the reports immediately!"
Adrian Law did not respond, only somewhat indifferently tightening his embrace around the petite wife he held.
What’s the point of apologies if they worked, why would we need police?
Bullying the weak and fearing the strong, for most, that is the true nature of humanity.
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In this world, who knows how many others are being indiscriminately and innocently harmed like Cecilia Vaughn by the netizens?
Adrian Law’s heart was small, unable to protect everyone, only able to hold one young lady named Cecilia Vaughn.
She, was his reverse scale, not to be infringed even a single bit.
...
Cecilia Vaughn felt the firm hand wrapped around her waist, a tide of warmth flooded her heart.
"Adrian... I want to go home..."
Just as Adrian Law was about to nod, suddenly a reporter gritted his teeth, considering being taken to the police station, full of unwillingness, squeezed forward.
"The Eldest Young Master, you say Miss Vaughn is your wife, but she has a messy personal life, is dishonest and unfilial, and even committed murder, do you just want to condone this and be a husband who’s been cuckolded?"
Adrian Law’s expression remained cool, his long arm slightly extended, his voice chilling like water.
"Who said Cecilia cuckolded me?"
Everyone was stunned, someone with a bold heart voiced loudly: "That exposé clearly showed her engaging with all sorts of men!"
Adrian Law took the phone offered by the reporter, his smile icy and thin.
"Haven’t you all been wanting to know the truth? The fact couldn’t be simpler."
Everyone held their breath, hoping for an answer.
Adrian Law glanced at the first image, seeing Young Master Trent who had deliberately approached Cecilia Vaughn, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"This man, Reginald Trent, son of the former principal of Stellerton, is also the rapist who caused Cecilia Vaughn’s accidental killing, back then Cecilia was engaged to my brother. Do you think my wife would take a liking to him?"
This picture, however, merely found a good angle.
Rapist?
Everyone held their breath, wanting to inquire more about the specifics, yet Adrian Law quickly flipped to the next image.
"The second image, my friend Zion Prescott, whom I requested to pick someone up, is opening a car door also considered a messy personal life?"
"The third image, merely sheltering from the rain, have you never held an umbrella for a classmate?"
"The fourth image, my assistant, a superior-subordinate relationship."
The reporter coughed a bit unwillingly.
"And how about the last image with the hand-held silhouette? Two bodies leaning together, surely this can’t be considered ’non-romantic’, right?"
Upon hearing this, Adrian Law’s smile became increasingly sarcastic, grabbing the reporter’s collar.
"Me walking down the street holding my wife’s hand, is there a problem?"