Mia Lane sighed lightly, "That’s what I said, but..."
"But what?" Justin Kingston was very sober, "She wore a wedding dress to cause trouble at the wedding. I’ve told her countless tis that I wouldn’t marry her. Who should be blad?"
At this perfect century wedding, Monica Usher was the biggest fool. Justin Kingston did not pursue legal responsibility against her, which was already the greatest kindness to her.
The car moved forward steadily and soon stopped under her apartnt building.
"I’m not going." Mia Lane had thought things through on the way, "You go up and take a look."
"If we go, we go together." He was not in a hurry at all, "Otherwise, I’m not going either."
Mia Lane t his gaze. He seed serious, and to continue arguing would be a waste of ti. Ti equals life.
So Mia Lane compromised, "Let’s go." She opened the door and got out of the car.
Justin Kingston wrapped his arm around her shoulder, leading her into the apartnt elevator, "I’ll make her see reality."
"Justin..." Mia Lane was worried, "Now isn’t the ti, don’t provoke her! Be kind!"
"Why would you attempt suicide by slitting your wrists and not choose an isolated place?" Justin Kingston sneered, "It just so happens Barbara Sutton is nearby? To call ?"
Mia Lane felt his thoughts were too deep, analyzing everything so thoroughly, this wasn’t work!
Ding.
The elevator stopped at the designated floor, and the doors opened. They stepped out just as the property staff was coming in, indicating the door was open.
Barbara Sutton entered the room, the sll of alcohol was pungent.
She covered her nose and at a glance saw the woman on the sofa pouring alcohol down her throat, her hair disheveled, and several empty bottles on the coffee table. She was drinking herself to death.
"President Usher! Are you insane?" Barbara Sutton quickly walked to her, "Why are you drinking so much?"
Monica Usher sneered, "Don’t call President Usher, I’m no longer one." She disliked this title, feeling it was a kind of mockery.
"Monica, you can’t drink anymore!!" Barbara Sutton stepped forward, snatching the bottle from her hand, "Your arm’s wound hasn’t healed! You’re still taking antibiotics! Mixing cefalexin with alcohol can be lethal!"
At the door, Justin Kingston brought Mia Lane in.
They saw the scene inside and heard Barbara Sutton’s words just now.
No wrist-cutting suicide, just a woman drowning her sorrows in alcohol.
Barbara Sutton placed the bottle on the coffee table and inadvertently glanced up to see the two standing at the door, her heart tightened.
CEO Kingston’s phoenix eyes stared directly at her, the gaze so cold.
Monica Usher leaned against the sofa, she raised her eyes seeing Barbara Sutton’s strange expression, following her gaze to see the two standing at the door "..."
A slight surprise at seeing Justin Kingston.
But when she saw Mia Lane, Monica Usher’s heart shattered once more, her eyes bursting with deep hatred!
Staggering to her feet, Monica Usher expressed her unwelconess, "Why are you here?"
Her tone held quite so dissatisfaction, as if accusing sothing, "Co to flaunt your love? Want to congratulate you on your wedding?"
"Monica, I was the one who called CEO Kingston..." Barbara Sutton’s voice was small as a mite.
Mia Lane turned her gaze to Justin Kingston.
Justin Kingston’s eyes were cold as he stared at Barbara Sutton, he hated when people lied to him!
Barbara Sutton could feel the disgust in the CEO’s eyes, she was frightened, her mind went blank, "CEO Kingston, I’m not lying, I just had a bad feeling, I knocked on the door for a long ti and she didn’t open it, she’s been in a really bad state lately, I was really worried, I thought she might commit suicide..."
Monica Usher finally understood. Justin Kingston was called over by Barbara Sutton.
Justin Kingston would never co here on his own; he wouldn’t care about her.
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