The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 1026

With her father Vincent’s fate hanging in the balance, the company in jeopardy, and Alexander’s icy attitude, Lorie felt herself crumbling completely.

She lifted her head dazedly, and through a blur of tears, she saw a face with a faint, knowing smile.

The man wore a well-tailored, dark gray suit. He stood tall, his demeanor refined, yet there was a sharp, unfathomable edge to him.

Lorie recognized him—Harold Chapman, the head of Vanguard Technologies and heir to the Chapman family, a young business magnate on par with Alexander.

Just as she felt her entire world collapsing, leaving her isolated and helpless, a lean, strong hand with prominent knuckles reached out to her.

“Miss Gaylord, the ground is cold,” Harold said gently. “There's nothing you can't get through.”

He gave her a gentle tug, helping her to her feet.

Lorie used his support to stand, but she felt completely drained, barely able to remain upright.

Harold offered her a clean handkerchief. His eyes swept over her swollen, red eyes, and his voice, though calm, held an undeniable certainty. “I heard about what happened with Mr. Gaylord.”

“He is a man of high standing who has done great service for the country. I'm confident the authorities will clear his name. Everything will be all right.”

His words were a warm, steadying presence that temporarily calmed Lorie’s frantic heart.

She took the handkerchief, wiped her tears, and took a deep breath. Looking at Harold, she said in a hoarse voice, “Mr. Chapman… thank you.”

Harold nodded slightly, his smile still gentle. “It was nothing.”

“Miss Gaylord, would it be possible for you to take me to see Mr. Gaylord? Perhaps I can be of some small assistance.”

Lorie’s heart skipped a beat.

The Chapman family was powerful, and Harold himself was known for his formidable methods. If he was willing to intervene, maybe her father’s situation could truly take a turn for the better.

She no longer hesitated and nodded. “Yes, please follow me.”

With his own survival in question, Jake would naturally seize this opportunity. Harold, it was clear, wanted to leverage Jake's power while also using Vincent’s influence in certain spheres.

“I understand.”

Vincent spoke slowly, his voice low. “What do you want, Mr. Chapman?”

“It’s simple.”

Harold looked Vincent directly in the eye, unflinching. “We need you to use your influence to smooth the way for us in some non-critical matters.”

“In return, of course, we will use all our resources to ensure your swift release and… make those who wished for your downfall pay the price.”

Vincent fell silent.

He knew that while he was safe for now, he could never truly rest easy as long as the sword of the investigation hung over his head.