John Jennings rose calmly, dressing as he spoke, "You need to find a way to get into the Dalton family’s third floor restricted area and get so photos."
"Okay." Joan Graham agreed to everything he said.
John Jennings fastened his shirt buttons and glanced at her, "Give a tiline, when will this be done?"
This woman was too indecisive! She had already lost credibility.
Joan Graham’s mind was filled with thoughts of how to kill Stella Dalton, her tone firm, "Wait until you help handle this beautifully."
"Alright, I’ll trust you one more ti." John Jennings responded lazily.
Once dressed, he left the room.
Joan Graham, with her curvaceous figure, was the type of woman n liked, so among John Jennings’ many lovers, he t with her the most, and she was the most stable one.
This afternoon, David Garcia and Mia Lane went to a restaurant together for a al.
This was the first ti since their long-awaited reunion that the father and daughter were dining together.
The chosen restaurant was very upscale, spacious, with an elegant environnt, a complete nu, and first-class service.
As the al ti arrived, the surroundings were unusually quiet.
Mia Lane sat in her chair, watching the waiter bring the dishes one by one, and she slowly looked around—there were no other custors?
David Garcia looked kindly, smiled, and said, "Today, this place is cleared for us, there won’t be any other guests coming."
Mia Lane looked at her father, "Dad, there’s really no need for this."
"It’s alright, just the two of us, father and daughter, having a nice, quiet chat."
In no ti, the waiter served the last bowl of soup with a sweet smile on his face—
"All the dishes are served, please enjoy at your leisure, we’ll be nearby if you need anything."
"Alright, thank you."
Mia Lane looked at the steaming, fragrant dishes on the table, her eyes moistening.
"Stella, these were all your favorite dishes when you were little." David Garcia picked up his chopsticks and gave so food to his daughter, his mood inevitably a little emotional, "I wonder if your tastes have changed over the years?"
Moved to tears, Mia Lane’s eyes were filled with emotion, and as she looked at her father’s wrinkled face and saw the white hairs at his temples, her heart was filled with a mix of emotions.
"Co, child, taste it while it’s hot."
"Dad..." Mia Lane choked up, trying to control herself, "Dad, in the days to co, let fulfill my filial duties."
"Of course." David Garcia was very pleased, "I’ve had Butler Warren prepare a large bedroom and a sumptuous dinner for you, tonight you’ll co ho with ."
Mia Lane smiled gently, a deep light in her eyes, and she did not refuse.
As long as Sean Dalton and Joan Graham could nd their ways, Mia Lane was willing to forgive them once.
She didn’t bring up the matter of her brother here.
Whether this child was really her father’s, Justin Kingston’s side had probably already co up with the result.
Mia Lane didn’t call to ask, but she was filled with inner conflict about the outco.
Father and daughter had a peaceful and quite happy al; her willingness to return made David Garcia feel gratified.
"When you’re ho, if you have any needs, just tell ." David Garcia wanted to make it up to her.
Mia Lane spoke softly, "Dad, I have no needs, just wish for your safety and health."
The father and daughter exchanged a glance and smiled at each other.
Kingston Group.
Justin Kingston had just finished eating and returned to the CEO’s office when Finn Morgan ca in holding a paternity test report, "CEO Kingston, the test results are out."
He reached out to take it, and quickly scanned it, the result was—
David Garcia is the biological father of the little boy!
Biological??
Justin Kingston furrowed his brow lightly, could it be he was wrong?
Finn Morgan had also seen the result, they exchanged a glance, and Finn Morgan said, "I personally oversaw the test, there’s no error, as long as the sampling was correct, then it’s biological."
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