Female Novel
Chapter 746
Jean was dressed in loungewear and had a leisurely breakfast when they got there.
He didn't bat an eye when a large group of people unexpectedly showed up at his house and went straight to thedining room.
As if nothing had happened, he greeted them casually, "Good day, everyone. Take a seat. Have you had yourbreakfast yet? If you haven't already, I'll have it prepared."
Everyone frowned at his reaction. Nobody sat.
"We won't eat," one of the elders took the initiative to ask. "You know the exact reason why we are here."
"Why is that?" Jean inquired, slightly raising his voice.
His complexion turned gloomy as he patiently talked with Jean.
"You don't have to play dumb with us. What you did last night is no secret to us. Your uncle had indeed donesomething inappropriate, but you'd punished him and kicked him out of the board of directors. Isn't that enough?"
Right after he began to persuade Jean, other relatives joined in.
"That's right; we should be merciful when we can. He's still family, your blood."
"I know you're mad, but a heavier punishment should suffice. Why embarrass our family by turning him over tothe cops? What will people think of you if word gets out?"
"You have to safeguard your reputation. You must not allow others to label you as ruthless and heartless."
Jean listened quietly and didn't say anything.
He drank the last of his milk before saying, "He's the heartless one, not me."
Puzzled, everyone looked at each other.
Frederic had a sneaky suspicion. He asked, "What do you mean? Did Clarence..."
Jean cast a glance at his father. novelbin
His expression was icy as he continued, "I gave him a chance, but he didn't want to take it, and he couldn't blameme for being heartless. When I was sick, he hired someone to kill me; did any of you know about this?"
This revelation exploded like a bomb, stunning everyone.
"Is…is this true? How could Clarence do something like that?"
Frederic and Wrenn were both taken aback.
"Are you certain Clarence carried out that assassination attempt?"
Jean shot back coldly, "When have I ever lied? Is there a need?"
"It's true," Ian said, taking a step forward.
"I looked into it myself. We have gathered all the evidence. Mr. Clarence brought in foreign professional
mercenaries. My boss might not be alive if I hadn't strengthened up security at the lab that night."
Everyone was stunned, with cold chills running down their spines.
The elders wore a solemn expression.
Amid the silence, Jean slowly clarified his stance, "I haven't sent him to his death because I consider us family.Or would you prefer I expedite that process for him? If that's the case, I'd be happy to oblige."
Nobody could think of anything to say.
"Do any of you want to plead on his behalf?" Jean asked again.
The room was silent, with everyone's faces flushed with embarrassment and awkwardness. Even the elders weredeafeningly quiet.
Clarence had brought this on himself, and everyone understood. Jean's decision was just.
...
Jean went straight to his office after everyone else had left.
Given the weight of the evidence against him, Clarence had been arrested and was currently awaiting hissentence.
Jean showed no mercy to Jonas, who had followed his father's bad example and caused a lot of trouble. Heinformed his staff via email that he had demoted Jonas from the board of directors and relocated him to Ceflium.
This act was the equivalent of exiling him to the frontier.
Jean's promptness surprised the Beauvort Group employees.
Everyone was on their toes. Nobody dared to cause any trouble.
The research facility resumed normal operations after the assassination attempt had been thoroughly investigatedand dealt with.
Jean had ordered that damaged equipment be replaced and that the center be redecorated.
Following his completion of work for the day, Jean promptly showed up for his evening appointment.
Osbert was expecting him.
When he saw Jean, he smiled and said, "Great, you're here. Lie down, and we'll begin treatment."
Jean nodded and lay on the bed.
He wasn't one to say much and was more silent than usual, as he had a lot on his mind.
Osbert had picked up on his mood. He kept his attention on his treatment without saying anything.
After what seemed like an eternity, Jean finally said, "Can you tell me about Neera's situation when she wasabroad?"