When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster

Chapter 338: Stirring Up Trouble?

That day, Evan Sharp went to Adrian Lancaster’s office again, wearing a silver suit, stern and exuding the aura of a top professional.

He took a thick envelope from Adrian Lancaster’s hand, leaned against the edge of the table, and took out the documents to have a look.

There was a civil lawsuit, Rachel Sherman’s ID card and marriage certificate, a copy of Dylan Shaw’s ID card, and the child’s household registration book, property certificate, and loan proof. Besides these necessary documents for filing a divorce, there was a more abundant amount of evidence of Dylan Shaw’s infidelity...

There were charge records like flowing water, various bed photos, and hotel records and surveillance spanning two years...

The evidence of infidelity was provided in great detail, a thick stack.

"Is anything missing?" Adrian Lancaster asked him.

Evan Sharp stuffed the documents back into the envelope, shook his head, "It’s enough. Don’t worry, this case is a sure win."

"Then I’ll leave it to you. The child’s custody must be fought for, and as for the assets, this bastard needs to leave with nothing. We must do our utmost to protect the woman’s rights." Adrian Lancaster was particularly just.

Evan Sharp deliberately focused on him, teasing, "First time, huh?"

"What first time?" President Lancaster asked, not quite catching on.

Evan Sharp smiled without answering, made a gesture at him, "No problem, I’m heading out now." With those words, he turned and left.

Adrian Lancaster recalled his expression just now, and those four words, first time, huh?

He realized something belatedly.

This was Adrian Lancaster’s first time being so invested in someone else’s business!

When he thought about it carefully, Adrian Lancaster found himself a bit unbelievable. For Faye Turner, this flash marriage wife, he had gone to such lengths?

He wasn’t like this before.

To say Evan Sharp’s efficiency was really high, the divorce process went very fast.

There was no delay, and because it was a case concerning his sister-in-law’s best friend, he was particularly attentive.

Without scheduling a court date, he had someone deliver the lawsuit copy and other materials to Dylan Shaw this afternoon.

"Your divorce case with Rachel Sherman will be held tomorrow, here’s the subpoena, take it!" The person left right after speaking.

"..." Leaving Dylan Shaw bewildered, not quite able to react.

Opening the envelope to take a look inside, his face turned livid with rage!

Damn it!

He had been sued!

Dylan Shaw immediately flew off the handle! For the first time in his life being sued.

Also that afternoon, Eliza Hayes changed into a beautiful cheongsam, putting on some makeup as well, the aura of a wealthy wife instantly rising.

"Madam, where are you going?" Nanny Warren was quite astonished to see her because it had been a period of time since the madam went out.

"Going out to meet my future daughter-in-law." Eliza Hayes didn’t hide it, her face beaming with a smile, seemingly in a good mood, and she particularly emphasized the word ’future’.

After speaking, she stepped outside.

Nanny Warren felt puzzled, future daughter-in-law?

Future?

But she didn’t follow, because she wanted to take the opportunity to do something even more important. The last time she went out with her, she discovered a big secret that might lead to terrible consequences.

Thus, after Eliza Hayes left, Nanny Warren hurriedly turned around and entered a certain room.

In the possibly upcoming situation, the kind-hearted Nanny Warren wanted to make an effort to avert the impending crisis.

Ten minutes later, in a certain café.

Sienna Dawson, sitting by the window, saw the middle-aged woman entering through the door, feeling a tinge of uneasiness and nervousness. But out of politeness, she quickly stood up, "Hello, Auntie."

"Sit down." Eliza Hayes was very courteous upon seeing her, her face full of smiles, "Are you Adrian Lancaster’s ex-girlfriend?"

"Yes." The girl answered anxiously.

"Hello." The middle-aged woman extended her hand towards her, "I’m his mother, his real mother."

Sienna Dawson knew because she was brought by a stranger who said that Lancaster’s mother wanted to see her.

"Hello, Auntie." She extended her hand, suppressing her nervousness to shake hands.

Then the two sat down in the chairs, ordering two cups of cappuccino.