Julian's Stand in Wife novel Chapter 651

Lucy heard that everyone in Richburgh had silently acknowledged Diana as the young mistress of the Winnington family.

She even heard that Old Master Winnington had personally looked up Julian in hopes that Diana would acknowledge her family ancestors.

At that, Julian simply said, “What makes you think that Diana wants to be part of the Winningtons?”

His simple statement left the Old Master Winnington in disgrace. From then on, he dared not bring the matter up again or visit Diana.

This incident added to Diana’s legend in Richburgh.

Suddenly, thousands of people wanted to curry favor with her.

Kayla, on the other hand, was stuck in jail.

She was stuck there, in endless sorrow and pain.

Lucy had to save her daughter!

As long as Lucy could save Kayla, given her face that somewhat resembled that of Diana’s, there was definitely a chance that Kayla could regain Julian’s affections once more!

Lucy conveyed her thoughts to her boss.

Her boss smiled comfortingly. “Don’t you worry.”

The clothes he was wearing were pressed neatly, and the quality of the fabric was clearly better than what Lucy saw on Old Master Winnington. Yet this boss of hers was supposedly merely a servant of a huge family.

The thought increased Lucy’s reverence towards him. “Can she be saved?”

Could Kayla be saved from prison?

“Yes, she can.” The boss grabbed a bottle of water and passed it to Lucy. “As long as you drink this, you’ll be able to see your Kayla.”

Lucy was confused. Why and how could she see Kayla after drinking this?

Her mind was filled with doubt, but then she thought perhaps he meant that by the time she finished this bottle, he would be able to save Kayla from prison.

Thinking that, her boss seemed so powerful.

Lucy smiled and grabbed the bottle from him. “Thank you, sir! Thank you!”

The moment she drank, the woman by the name of Lucy Landon no longer existed in Richburgh.

The Porsche drove slowly out of Richburgh toward the west, not leaving even a trace of surveillance footage behind.

However, Diana stopped her just in time. “Let’s just talk at the door.”

They were standing under a roof which could block out some of the wind and snow, and make Kate less cold than she would be outside.

Diana knew Kate had come with an ulterior motive, and surely not because she missed her. It was probably…because of James.

As she had expected, Kate pondered for a moment before speaking, “Your dad…”

Diana shook her head. “I don’t have a father.”

Ever since he dug up her babies’ grave, she had said that she would never acknowledge him as her father.

What’s more, she had never called him her father. Why would she address him as that now?

Kate felt as though she had choked on something, and grumbled inwardly at Diana’s pride from riding on Julian’s success. Diana looked radiant and glowing, and even more arrogant and haughty than before.

“I’m still your mother!” Kate puffed up her chest, in hopes that Diana would see for herself who she was.

At that, Diana said indifferently, “I know that.”