"..." Mia Lane looked at her.
The two won briefly t eyes, but Kristina Kingston quickly looked away; her attitude wouldn’t change.
The atmosphere suddenly felt a bit awkward.
Mia Lane wondered, had she misjudged the situation?
Ordering the kitchen to prepare such a sumptuous dinner, wasn’t it supposed to be a warm welco back?
Last ti she stayed overnight at Erald Cove, she was quite willing.
Justin Kingston pulled Mia Lane closer, gently reminding her, "I can’t sleep well on unfamiliar beds, rember? Staying here is uncomfortable for ; I won’t sleep a wink."
Mia glanced at him, his deep eyes filled with affection, grateful for him stepping in to help her.
Kristina Kingston didn’t say anything more.
So everyone relaxed in the living room for a while, leaving with Mary before eight o’clock. Kristina Kingston didn’t try to keep them, nor did she see them off to the courtyard.
"Madam, don’t think too much about it." As the car already drove off, the butler consoled her from the side, "The missus won’t take it to heart."
Kristina Kingston glanced at him, "Who cares about her feelings?"
"Mr. Kingston won’t worry about it either," the butler quickly corrected himself.
Kristina Kingston stepped upstairs without looking back.
Inside the departing Lamborghini.
Mia Lane turned her gaze to the scenery outside, gradually losing focus. "What is your mom really thinking?"
Justin Kingston held her hand, offering silent comfort.
Over the next two days, negative reviews about Anton Miller flooded the internet, spiraling completely out of control.
Early morning, inside Kingston Group’s president’s office.
Justin Kingston had just sat down in his office chair when his phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and answered, "Hey, Mom."
"What’s happening with Anton Miller?" Kristina Kingston asked angrily. "The internet is full of his dirty laundry. Are they even going to dig up his background? Isn’t he going to respond?!"
He could also sense the panic in his mother’s voice.
With one hand on the phone and the other on the mouse, Justin Kingston opened the webpage.
Typed in Anton Miller, and plenty of information popped up.
"You still don’t know?" Kristina Kingston couldn’t believe it, "It’s the information age! Aren’t you following the news?" She was already anxious like an ant on a hot pan, "If this continues, rumors about the Kingston family’s scandals will inevitably get uncovered! And his shaless mother!"
As her son, Justin Kingston couldn’t let his mother worry.
But he was rational, "This is clearly driven by bots, using technical thods to increase rapidly every second."
"So what?" she was anxious, "I don’t care! Keeping him in Riventhal is the biggest disaster! You didn’t listen to before, and now this ss has co up; fix it quickly!"
"I can’t interfere to clean up the network." Justin Kingston’s tone was calm, "Without knowing who we’re dealing with, if the Kingston Group’s PR departnt gets involved, all that you’re worried about will get exposed."
"No way!" she was completely panicked, "It can’t be exposed! Absolutely can’t be exposed! Those past scandals must remain permanently sealed!"
All these years, Justin Kingston had always understood his mother’s inner pain.
"I’ll investigate first." With that, Justin Kingston hung up the phone.
Kristina Kingston’s emotions were unstable, enveloped in fear and unease.
On the set of "Love at Erald Cove," today was the final scene.
No one in the crew paid attention to this negative news, especially the director, who was too busy recently.
Anton Miller would use his spare ti to check, and he noticed Elias Colton had no intention of stopping.
It was truly outrageous, does he want to play a long ga?
Ha!
It’s just playing dirty, right? Who wouldn’t? Who’s afraid of whom?
Anton Miller isn’t even afraid of Justin Kingston!
He directly copied the other’s tactics, using so advanced technical skills to dig up all of Elias Colton’s dirty laundry, totaling 108 items, and listed them all online.
And hired lots of bots to like and share!
Instantly, negative reviews and likes about Elias Colton skyrocketed...
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