Chapter 483: Pity for Beauty, Is That What You Want?
Zion Prescott adjusted his gold-framed glasses elegantly, then looked down at Barton Lynch with a sigh.
"Alright, it’s already been reported up. We should hear from someone soon."
Zion Prescott is the next Family Head of a renowned traditional medicine family, and he knows the most people in high society. Compared to the Law Family, for some, the Prescott Family is even less to be trifled with.
You might just manage without the Law Family’s products, but what if you fall ill?
The Prescott Family may not have the mystical power to bring the dead back to life or heal bones, but their medical skills are top-notch. Whether it’s dignitaries or business magnates, when they fall ill, they have to bow their heads before the Prescott Family.
So the connections Zion Prescott finds are bound to be the most direct and capable of suppressing this local thug.
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Barton Lynch didn’t expect that his casually spoken words could bring trouble to his family.
He was merely driven by lust, yet seeing these people joking and talking, he couldn’t believe they could really bring down his family.
"You pretty boys are just bluffing! My uncle has held the top spot on Isle Circlet for years, there’s no way you can accuse him!"
"If you’re forging evidence, I’ll lock you all up!"
Adrian Law raised his eyebrows amusedly, glancing towards Felix Lockwood.
"Felix, I remember Azure Gardens on Isle Circlet is one of your family’s properties, right?"
"See which resident in there has connections with this Barton’s uncle. Since he bought a house for his mistress, he must often appear in the neighborhood’s surveillance."
Felix Lockwood immediately nodded, his eyes twinkling with a cunning smile.
"Brother, it’s a small matter. Even without you mentioning it, I’ve already checked. The neighborhood property management just told me, it’s probably house 1533 in building 13, where that man’s so-called uncle often comes and goes."
"Oh, and the owner inside is quite young, a woman, just graduated from college, I think her last name is Gu."
Barton Lynch’s face turned snow-white upon hearing the house number in Azure Gardens and the woman’s surname.
"How did you find out?!"
Moreover, all this took just ten minutes flat!
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Adrian Law looked down at the man wearing the thick gold chain with an expression of pity for his stupidity.
"Didn’t you tell us all this information yourself?"
"..."
This must be what they call setting oneself up for failure.
If they had to investigate each detail, it would have taken some effort.
But for someone like Barton Lynch, who practically spilled everything he could, he’s even worse than a dumb ally.
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Barton Lynch couldn’t believe it, holding onto a final sliver of hope in his heart.
But then his phone rang.
"Answer it."
Felix Lockwood looked at him with a smile, his handsome brows lifted, exuding a youthful energy that Adrian Law and Zion Prescott lacked.
Barton Lynch gritted his teeth, looking at these people’s confident demeanor, and felt his heart skip a beat, but he had no choice, his face pale as he answered.
Sure enough, it was his uncle calling.
As soon as he answered, a furious reprimand came from the other end.
"You damned fool! They’re coming to investigate me now! Some even say you reported it, are you crazy?!"
"I’m telling you, if I go down, the Lynch Family will be dragged down too!"
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Barton Lynch wanted to insist a few more questions, but all he heard from the other side was a series of busy tones.
Obviously, he had hung up.
Cold sweat broke out in large beads on Barton Lynch’s forehead, unable to figure out who these people really were.
His lips moved, wanting to say something, while the bodyguards beside him, terrified, were already dragging him towards the roadside.
"Young Master, the old lady also called, you better go back quickly! There’s trouble at the company!"
...
Barton Lynch, with his thick gold chain, was practically scuttling and tumbling back, bumping along his way, a sight to make anyone laugh.
Yet Adrian Law only calmly watched his retreating figure, pursed his lips slightly, letting out a light sigh of regret.
"Years away, and to think the top guy on Isle Circlet has rotted to such an extent."
If he remembered correctly, he had an impression of this alleged uncle of Barton Lynch. Back then, he had even helped promote the investment development of Isle Circlet, including Felix Lockwood’s Azure Gardens project, spearheaded by him.
Time is ruthless, capable of changing someone so easily.
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As Adrian Law lamented, a gentle, timid voice called from behind.
"Adrian, thank you for saving me."
Rosalind White, clutching a swim ring, looked at Adrian Law with clear bright eyes,
She was a stunning beauty, with eyes clear as a ripple, enough to melt anyone’s heart.
Adrian Law, seeing her about to pounce, silently took Cecilia Vaughn’s hand and stepped back half a step.
"You should thank Cecilia."
Rosalind White was taken aback, and Felix Lockwood, supporting his chin with one hand, nodded in a great agreement.
"Yes, Miss White, it was clearly my sister-in-law who saved you, wasn’t it? If it weren’t for her distracting that pervert and talking him into spilling everything, you might have been taken advantage of."
Zion Prescott also nodded, a sombre look under his gold-framed glasses.
Rosalind White’s expression shifted from coyness to a blank stare. She tightly clenched her hands, not expecting Felix Lockwood and Zion Prescott to side completely with Cecilia Vaughn!
These two were obviously Adrian Law’s good friends, well aware that she was the childhood sweetheart who grew up with Adrian, not to mention that she was even Adrian Law’s life-saving benefactor!
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"Tha... Thank you, sister-in-law."
Rosalind White awkwardly looked at Cecilia Vaughn, and the words "sister-in-law" were spoken with even more reluctance.
Cecilia Vaughn gracefully nodded lightly.
"Are you going swimming? We didn’t bring swimsuits today, why don’t we watch you swim? If something happens, Adrian and I won’t just stand by and do nothing."
Rosalind White didn’t expect Cecilia Vaughn to actually stand up and agree. She didn’t really want to swim, she just hoped to get closer to Adrian Law. But after talking for so long, it would now be too strange to back out, leaving her in a dilemma.
Looking at Cecilia Vaughn’s face, Rosalind White felt inexplicable resentment, biting her lip and clenching her fists helplessly.
"Okay, just hope everyone won’t laugh at me, Rosalind."
—She actually swam very well, not at all how she modestly described herself. Today she wanted to show Adrian what it means to emerge from clear waters as beautiful as a lotus.
With that, Rosalind White set down the flotation ring and entered the water alone.
Rosalind White’s movements were elegant and graceful, sometimes dipping into the sea, sometimes diving, like a mermaid.
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Cecilia Vaughn and Adrian Law stood beside the rocks, chatting and laughing, while Rosalind White found she couldn’t capture their attention at all, feeling quite infuriated.
With her thoughts racing, a new idea soon formed.
She pretended to be frightened and shouted: "Adrian, save me! I got a cramp in my foot... boohoo... save me..."
The girl trembled across the sea surface, as if scared witless.
But internally she was resolute.
—When Adrian Law rescues her later, she’ll play unconscious, and there’s no way Adrian won’t give her artificial respiration.
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Adrian Law, filled with disdain, glanced at Rosalind White and pointed at Felix Lockwood.
"You, go fish her out."
Felix Lockwood stared wide-eyed in shock.
"Damn it, why me?"
"There’s a beauty to kiss, are you going or not?"
Adrian Law lifted his eyelids, a smirk playing at his lips.