Everyone Can Hear My Thoughts, and Now They're Panicking

Chapter 61: Chapter 61: Didn’t Even Know How to Make Good Use of This

Jane Lancaster glanced at the main table, where Julian Lancaster was surrounded by guests, and reluctantly decided not to cause a scene for the time being.

But just because she wasn’t going to cause a scene didn’t mean others felt the same.

Vincent Holt was still fuming and refused to let the matter drop so easily.

He raised a glass of wine. "Jane Lancaster, I was out of line earlier, but you weren’t blameless either. How about this? For Caleb and Julian’s sake, let’s drink this and let bygones be bygones."

He mimicked Julian’s posture, downing the drink in one gulp before turning his gaze to Jane.

Jane held her glass of juice and casually took a sip.

’This family really loves putting on a show. He doesn’t actually think his clumsy imitation is cool, does he?’

’Okay, my brother is handsome. But that drink isn’t worth it.’

’The Holt family’s stock price won’t tank tomorrow, but it will soon. And it’ll be a massive crash.’

’Once the old matriarch’s seventieth birthday is over, the Holt family will never be this lively again.’

’But maybe not. In the novel, the Holt family had a bad ending because they sided with me...’

"Jane Lancaster!"

Hearing her name, she looked up.

Vincent Holt moved on to his next point. "While we all hoped for your recovery, all we could really do was pray. But Luna was different. For three years, day in and day out, she took care of you. She gave you therapeutic massages and acupuncture, which is why your muscles didn’t atrophy."

He’d expected Jane to be in a wheelchair, helpless and shriveled like a mummy. But now, she looked the picture of health.

And wasn’t this all thanks to Luna?

"They say even the most devoted child tires of a parent’s long illness, but what Luna did for you was nothing short of giving you a new lease on life. The Lancasters aren’t the kind of people who don’t repay their debts. So how about this? Propose a toast to Luna in front of everyone."

When he saw her post on social media, what infuriated him most was that Jane hadn’t said a single word of thanks to Luna.

Not only was she flaunting her relationship, but she was also trying to completely erase Luna’s contributions.

’It’s natural to expect gratitude for such a great favor. So how could *she* turn around and be so ungrateful?’

As he spoke, Vincent picked up a decanter, poured a glass of wine, and handed it to Jane. "Luna is drinking red wine, so why don’t you have some too? It’s not that strong."

The full glass of red wine was held out to her, its surface reflecting Vincent’s malicious eyes.

Seeing Jane’s silence, Vincent sneered. "What, you refuse to drink?"

’She must be unwilling to admit it. After all, acknowledging the debt means she has to repay it, which means she’ll always be indebted to Luna.’

’How could someone as hypocritical and jealous as her ever accept that?’

’But it’s useless for her to deny it. All of us saw what Luna did with our own eyes.’

Vincent’s gaze swept the room before landing on Alvin Lancaster. "Alvin, you know better than anyone how much Luna has suffered these past three years to repay her debt. We don’t even have to look far back. Just recently, because Jane wanted to eat West Mountain Bamboo Shoots, Luna went to climb Mount Valerim in the pouring rain to dig them up herself. She ended up fainting with a high fever and had to be hospitalized because of it. That happened, didn’t it?"

Alvin froze for a moment before slowly nodding.

’He knew Vincent was putting his sister on the spot, but he couldn’t deny what the man said was true.’

’Besides, Luna had indeed played a huge part in his sister’s remarkable recovery.’

’He didn’t want what happened yesterday to repeat itself, where Luna’s efforts were completely ignored as if she didn’t exist.’

Seeing him nod, Vincent grew more impassioned. "And here’s something you’d never guess. Jane can’t even eat bamboo shoots! She just wanted to boss Luna around. She didn’t take a single bite from that basket of shoots—she threw the whole thing out!"

The crowd instantly erupted in a shocked murmur.

Many people there had an impression of Luna Morgan. Over the years, most had seen or heard about how Miss Morgan was repaying her debt.

Frankly, how many people could do what Luna had done?

Even if Jane wasn’t grateful, she shouldn’t have deliberately toyed with someone, trampling all over their goodwill.

Such behavior could only be described as malicious.

Luna Morgan snapped back to reality, finally processing what Vincent had said, and she grew frantic.

"It’s not like that! Miss Lancaster didn’t order me to do it..." she began, trying desperately to explain.

Vincent cut her off. "If she didn’t order you, then who did? Tell me who it was. I’d love to ask them what they were thinking!"

Luna was at a loss for words, simply shaking her head. "It really wasn’t like that! It has nothing to do with Miss Lancaster!"

Jane said, "You only need to give a name."

’The heroine is kind to everyone equally. She would never name someone right now and throw them to the wolves.’

Sure enough, the room fell silent.

Vincent couldn’t help but let out a series of cold laughs. "Now there’s no denying it, is there?"

"No, that’s not it! I heard from someone else that Miss Lancaster wanted to eat bamboo shoots..." Luna tried desperately to clarify.

But no one was listening to her anymore.

After all, her behavior made it obvious that she was covering for someone.

If someone else had really told her, she could just give their name. There’d be no reason to be so evasive.

Besides, who else could this "someone else" be? Jane doesn’t leave the house, so it could only have been one of the Lancaster family’s servants. And what’s the difference between a servant taking orders and Jane giving them herself?

Everyone’s eyes turned to Jane. They would have never guessed Miss Lancaster was that kind of person.

Jane wasn’t surprised in the least.

’That explanation is worse than nothing.’

’’Someone else’ my foot. If this keeps up, the Lancaster brothers are going to start suspecting Mama Knight.’

’It’s too dangerous for Mama Knight to stay by my side. She’s a magnet for trouble.’

’I need to find a chance to give Mama Knight some money so she can leave. Otherwise, she’ll probably get caught in the crossfire when they come for me.’

In the novel, Mama Knight acted as Jane’s accomplice, so naturally, she met a tragic end.

From the very beginning, Jane had never planned to keep Mama Knight with her. Mama Knight was just an insignificant bit of cannon fodder. And since she was insignificant, it would be best to help her avoid her "plot-mandated death" if possible.

After all, Mama Knight was genuinely good to her—the kind of person who supported and trusted her unconditionally.

"What do you have to say for yourself now?" Vincent demanded.

Jane took the glass of red wine, raised it, and downed it in one go.

Vincent was stunned. Even Alvin was frozen in place. Julian, however, slowly knitted his brows.

"Luna, I really should thank you. Thank you for everything you’ve done for me." The wine wasn’t very strong, but Jane’s cheeks still flushed slightly.

"If it weren’t for your therapeutic massages and acupuncture, I might not even be standing here today."

"If this is all just to repay the debt from when you took that knife for me, then you’ve already done more than enough." Jane had never looked so serious.

’The original Jane had said the same thing when she first woke up. Many readers of the novel thought she said it because she was jealous of Caleb Lowell getting too close to Luna and wanted to drive her away in a hurry.’

’But I don’t think that was it. The original Jane was probably just genuinely shocked by Luna’s three years of "repayment" and instinctively felt something was off.’

’After all, anything taken to an extreme stops being a good thing.’

’But today, I’m saying it on purpose.’

[’Luna’s core personality is one of kindness. She’s the type to repay a drop of kindness with a gushing spring. The more I tell her she doesn’t need to, the more eager she’ll be to do so.’]

[’The original Jane had too much of a conscience. She didn’t even know how to properly exploit this.’]