Chapter 753: Chapter 753: A Moment’s Pleasure from Tormenting One’s Wife

Catherine Ford looked up and was met with a handsome face. The man looked down at her, his brows lightly furrowed, making her hair stand on end. “Law…Lawyer Jones?”

Benjamin Jones glanced at the woman on the ground. His expression was displeased as he looked at the arrogant and unruly woman not far away.

The woman’s eyes lit up when she saw Benjamin Jones, clearly recognizing him. She suddenly became shy, feeling coquettish as Benjamin looked her way. She pulled down her neckline and initiated small talk, “Lawyer Jones, what a coincidence. I didn’t expect to see you here.”

A trace of mockery appeared on the woman’s heavily made-up face. She turned to look at Catherine on the ground. “Lawyer Jones, do you know her? You don’t know this, but she’s a swindler. Last time, she ruined my bag and tried to compensate with a fake. You’re a lawyer. Isn’t this illegal?”

Catherine, having been slapped to the ground and accidentally spraining her ankle, was already embarrassed to death when Benjamin saw her in such a sorry state. Hearing the other party distorting the facts, she turned pale and quickly shook her head. “It’s not like that…”

“You still have the nerve to argue?” The woman glared at Catherine fiercely, her demeanor completely different when she spoke to Benjamin. It was clear she was a two-faced person.

Catherine’s face was already pale due to her sprained ankle. Being scolded like this left her speechless for a moment.

Taking the chance, the woman turned to Benjamin. “Lawyer Jones, see, she’s guilty. Can I sue her? How about being my lawyer?”

As she spoke, the woman deliberately leaned closer to Benjamin, her voluptuous chest swaying within the low V-neck, creating an enticing ripple.

Benjamin furrowed his brows even tighter and looked at Catherine. “You ruined her bag and compensated with a fake one?”

“I didn’t. It’s genuine. She can check it at the counter if she doesn’t believe me.” Catherine hurriedly explained, thinking of the three months of her salary she spent on that bag.

“You impoverished wretch, how could you afford a real bag?” The glamorous woman immediately retorted upon hearing this.

Benjamin glanced at the woman, who immediately fell silent. “Then let’s get it verified.”

Catherine looked gratefully at Benjamin.

The glamorous woman was very surprised. “Lawyer Jones…”

“Right, bring along the bag you claimed was ruined.” Benjamin suddenly added.

The woman, who wanted to continue flirting with Benjamin, didn’t expect him to intervene in this matter, much less that he would want to examine her bag. Her face changed slightly. “Lawyer Jones, what do you mean? Do you suspect my bag is fake?”

“Since it’s compensation, naturally the value of the two items needs to be equal.” Benjamin replied indifferently, then turned to Catherine. “Let’s go. I happen to be free now, and I’ll also discuss the results of the last trial with you.”

The woman’s face turned even more unsightly. She forgot to be seductive. “You…you’re going? Wait, you know this poor…her?” She then aimed her words at Catherine. “Why didn’t you say you knew Lawyer Jones? In that case, your bag must be real. I’ll take it.”

With that, she forcibly snatched the bag from Catherine’s arms, leaving a “See you next time, Lawyer Jones,” and fled into the clubhouse in embarrassment.

Catherine stood in shock, taking a long time to react. “Her…her bag was fake?” Had she been deceived?

Seeing Catherine’s stunned look, Benjamin turned and left the clubhouse. He hadn’t planned on getting involved in this matter, and even he was surprised. Perhaps it was because he was bored.

Coming to her senses, Catherine hobbled and chased after him. “Lawyer Jones…”

Benjamin stopped halfway, hearing the voice behind him. He turned to see the disheveled woman chasing him. His cold face showed slight displeasure. He hated women pestering him. His voice grew colder. “What is it?”

“Noth…nothing. I just wanted to thank you. I want to thank you.” Catherine’s voice grew softer, sensing Benjamin’s annoyance.

Then she heard the man’s emotionless reply. “No need.”

He turned and left.

Catherine stood where she was, watching the tall and upright figure of the man walk further away, a self-deprecating smirk tugging at her lips. So be it.

…

On Abigail’s second day away from Swallow City, the archaeological department suddenly announced that the site in the east of the city had traces of ancient tombs and would undergo protective development.

The news caused a huge stir within both the Piers and Evergrowing companies. The Piers’ employees were relieved, while Evergrowing’s were completely stunned. After all, they had spent over two billion on the land, only to find out it had ancient tombs. Leaving aside the bad luck of building a hospital atop ancient tombs, the protection and development of such sites usually took one or two years. This was a cluster of tombs, meaning it could take three or four years to clear it all. By then, it would be too late.

Joshua Piers sat in his office, his expression indescribably grim. He had known Brandon always wanted that piece of land in the east and couldn’t understand why it had been handed over to Adam, only for Adam to lose it. It turned out they had set a trap for him long ago.

“Mr. Joshua, what should we do now?” his assistant asked cautiously.

Joshua’s face darkened. He remained silent.

He had sought verification as soon as the news was released, confirming its accuracy.

In the current situation, there was almost no way to salvage things. The only option was to wait.

But time was the one thing Joshua lacked.

“What’s the situation with Brandon?” Joshua gripped the pen in his hand, turning it around, emotions unreadable.

“They bought a village in the suburbs at a low price, spent a month quietly demolishing it, and convinced the government to invest in road construction…” The assistant’s voice trailed off.

Joshua paused, taking a deep breath. “Why didn’t you report this earlier?”

“That piece of land was always a burden. Many developers wanted it but abandoned it due to demolition issues. We didn’t…didn’t expect Master Adam to acquire it.” The assistant’s voice grew weaker.

Smack!

Joshua slammed his pen down on the table, coldly glancing at the assistant. “Didn’t expect?”

“Mr. Joshua, I’m sorry. I’m sorry…”

“Get out.”

Joshua took a deep breath, driving the assistant out. At that moment, his phone rang. Seeing the number, he frowned, hesitated, and then answered.

“You have disappointed me.” An elderly voice spoke in French.

Joshua silently accepted the reprimand.

When the call ended, Joshua’s face was even darker.

Joshua’s return to the country was not just about seeking revenge against Brandon; he wanted to take over Piers.

Originally, the land in the east was just a lead. But he had been outplayed by Brandon, and Mr. Croft had started doubting his abilities.

Sitting on his office chair, Joshua picked up his pen again, tapping it against the desk. After a while, he picked up his phone and dialed a number. His gloomy voice was icy. “Switch to Plan B.”

After hanging up, Joshua’s gaze was resolute, exactly the way Abigail had first seen him.