I wonder how this day will turn out. I hope it can pass peacefully. Serena thought as she glanced at her phone, but there were no messages from anyone else. Without overthinking, Serena went to sleep. At the same time, Vera Hansen was preparing to rest on the other side of the city. Just then, a phone call came through. Vera glanced at her phone and answered. "What’s the matter?" It was the number of those who were blackmailing her. "Didn’t I already give you money before? Why are you calling again?" "Vera Hansen, don’t try to play dumb. We want ten million; previously, you only gave us two million," the caller replied. "It’s what you agreed upon yourselves, that it could be delayed," Vera retorted coldly. Several men who were reveling in luxury exchanged glances, then one laughed and said, "But today we learned a secret, and we want five million by 3 PM today." Vera was furious and spat out two words: "No money!" "If you have no money, you can ask Julian Lawson for it," the man laughed. "We just found out today is the last day of Serena and Julian’s divorce cooling-off period." "So we want five million, or those things will be delivered directly to Serena and Julian." "Vera, you also hope everything goes smoothly today, right? If Serena gets angry and backs out, the divorce won’t happen anytime soon!" The person spoke while laughing, appearing very smug. Vera slammed the table fiercely. "But I really have no money right now." This was true. Though she had a lot of assets over the years, she couldn’t convert them into liquid funds quickly. "It’s been so long since the fourth live broadcast ended and it seems you’ve not taken our situation seriously," the caller said. "It’s up to you to find the money. You can ask Julian Lawson for it." After speaking, the caller hung up directly. Vera was so angry that she threw her phone. She should have gotten rid of these people earlier! The caregiver beside her picked up the phone and handed it back to Vera. "Miss Vera Hansen, what should we do now?" the caregiver asked. Vera snatched the phone back from the caregiver’s hand, glared at her, and walked into another room. After making sure no one could hear, Vera switched to another phone and called someone else. Meanwhile, late at night at the police station. Female officer Chloe Langley twisted her stiff neck, letting out a long sigh. A colleague who was just getting water asked if she wanted to come along. "Sure," Chloe said as she picked up her cup and walked over. As they walked, they chatted casually. "Is the case you’re working on almost finished?" the colleague asked. Chloe nodded, "Collecting data and conducting interviews takes up a lot of time. Serena’s identity and environment are unique. We’ve visited Serena’s mother, inquired about her stepfather in prison, interviewed people related to the Sheridan Family, and talked with Serena’s friends Bianca Lynch and Ethan Lynch, gathered information from various departments of The Lawson Corporation, questioned Vera Hansen... and many more, revisited the scene numerous times and checked nearby areas for new clues, reviewed surveillance multiple times to see if there are any loopholes." Chloe spoke, feeling overwhelmed. "It’s indeed a lot," the colleague agreed. Discover more novels at novel·fiɾe·net Chloe drank some water, "These are just the things I remembered. There are more, mostly trivial matters and sometimes requiring business trips." "But overall, it’s almost done. If appropriate, we might summon Julian Lawson tomorrow or the day after." The colleague nodded, and they both took their water and walked back. "Who’s the most likely suspect now?" the colleague asked casually. Chloe looked at him seriously. The colleague laughed awkwardly and stopped asking. Chloe sat down again and tidied up to leave. There are many cases every day, but the manpower is limited, and she has been working overtime for quite a few days. Time passed slowly, and night quickly went by. The city slowly awoke. Serena continued with her usual routine, picking up Seraphina to go to school. Then she headed to Ford Entertainment to prepare for the final round of the competition. But unlike regular days, she kept her phone constantly by her side. If she could safely get through today, they would be able to get their marriage license. Fortunately, the morning passed, and there were no messages from Julian on Serena’s phone. [Stay quietly , and after midnight, everything will be over,]Serena thought. Meanwhile, after a busy morning, Julian Lawson finally paused for lunch. However, as soon as he sat down at the dining table, he saw that what was served was a tomato beef brisket rice. Julian raised an eyebrow, looking at Secretary Chaucer. Secretary Chaucer awkwardly scratched his head, "President Lawson, the night before last, I didn’t take you to a good restaurant. Today I remembered my mother’s tomato beef brisket rice is outstanding, so I brought it for you privately." Julian didn’t say much, only replied with a "Hmm." After a while, there was a knock on the door. Julian slightly lifted his head to see Vera Hansen standing at the door. Vera came in, seeing Julian’s lunch on the table, and was slightly surprised. "What’s wrong, Miss Vera Hansen?" Secretary Chaucer asked. Vera smiled and said to Secretary Chaucer, "I brought the same for Brother Julian. I also have this." With that, Vera took out the tomato beef brisket rice from the food box and said, "Didn’t we say yesterday that Brother Julian has tried all the restaurants in Aeston but hasn’t found anything he likes? I personally made this for you. Try it and see if you like it?" Secretary Chaucer stayed silent but glanced at Julian. Julian didn’t respond to him, calmly taking the box from Vera, placing it on the table, and tasting a bite of beef brisket. "How is it, Brother Julian; is it good?" Vera asked with a smile, waiting for his answer. Julian chewed thoughtfully. In terms of culinary skill, it was average. However, it wasn’t as good as what Serena made. Yet, facing Vera’s question, he still replied, "Hmm." Vera was very pleased and asked him to eat more. Julian felt a bit irritated inside, so he sent Vera outside to get something. During this gap, the third lunch was delivered. It was sent from the old house. Julian immediately opened the box; again, it was tomato beef brisket rice. But there was an added letter on top. Julian opened the letter, seeing his grandfather’s vigorous handwriting— [Tomato beef brisket rice, Julian, you’re missing Serena, right? Bring her home. What’s there that can’t be talked about clearly? We’re all family.] Julian looked at the letter in his hand, feeling a slight ache in his heart. But Grandpa, the cooling-off period for my divorce with her ends today.