Mia Lane’s face turned slightly pale. She suddenly felt weak all over and couldn’t help but lean towards Justin Kingston.
Justin Kingston turned his eyes anxiously, holding her shoulder tightly, what’s wrong?
anwhile, Sean Dalton thought he had upset her, the corners of his lips curved into a mocking smile, and his gaze beca a bit more contemptuous.
Has Mia not gotten over Anton Ford yet?
"Gina, that’s quite a nice stage na," Sean Dalton said with a sarcastic undertone, "But what surprised is that Gina is actually you, and you’re dubbing for ?"
The tone was condescending.
Anton Miller took a step forward diagonally, and since Sean Dalton was holding his arm, she stumbled a bit, causing the wine in her glass to spill unattractively.
"Ah!"
The wine spilled right onto her own little white dress.
Even so, Anton Miller didn’t stop walking.
Mary glanced back, couldn’t help covering her mouth with a laugh, then turned her attention to Mia Lane, her heart skipped a beat, "Mia, are you feeling unwell? What’s wrong?"
She saw Mia Lane frowning slightly, her face sowhat pale, without waiting for her to respond.
Justin Kingston spoke gently, "Darling, shall we go back? We’ve been here almost twenty minutes, that’s enough."
"Okay." She didn’t insist.
With that, they left, and Mary obediently followed by their side.
Anton Miller watched them leave the banquet hall, and after a while, he shook off Sean Dalton’s hand and stepped out.
"Hey! Where are you going?! The banquet isn’t over yet!"
Anton Miller ignored her and quickened his pace without looking back.
Sean Dalton stomped her foot in anger!
This Mia is really strange, bringing her husband along and still daring to have feelings for another man!
Inside the Lamborghini.
Mia Lane finally felt better, returning to normal. How strange, why did she feel that way?
"I’m sorry, Mary." She held the young girl’s hand, "I didn’t let you have fun."
"No no no." Mary smiled brightly, "I’ve had a great ti, wore an evening gown, and Mr. Kingston even took lots of photos for , I’m already very satisfied!"
Then she wiped away her smile, worriedly asking, "But you, aren’t you feeling well? Do you need to see a doctor?"
"No." Mia Lane felt quite apologetic, "I’m fine."
"You didn’t look well, were you upset because of Sean Dalton? Did she anger you?" Mary spoke frankly.
Mia Lane shook her head again, "No..."
However, Justin Kingston suddenly recalled certain details... His eyes deepened, remaining silent.
He did not think her reaction was related to Anton Ford, but rather to the Dalton family.
Shortly after they left, Anton Miller also drove away.
Such a banquet really didn’t interest him at all, he only agreed to the director’s invitation because he knew Mia would be there.
He wanted to see her.
In the Lamborghini, Justin Kingston said to Mia Lane, "There’s a new flower shop nearby, would you like to take a look?"
"Sure."
A few minutes later, under the night sky, the Lamborghini parked at the entrance of the flower shop.
Justin Kingston led Mia Lane and Mary out of the car towards the flower shop, the young n and won making a striking scene.
Anton Miller’s black Volvo was also driving in this direction.
He held the steering wheel with one hand, the other resting casually on the car window, the night breeze blowing through his hair, his brow slightly furrowed.
She wasn’t feeling well, so why did Justin Kingston bring her to an irrelevant party?
Anton Miller harbored resentnt towards Justin Kingston, and his gaze darkened.
Until several black SUVs on both sides sped past with a roar, then one drifted and stopped steadily in front, recklessly blocking the way!
Quick to react, Anton Miller slamd on the brakes!
Screech—!
The Volvo’s tires left long skid marks on the ground, making smoke!
Finally stopping less than half a ter from the barricading car, Anton Miller exuded a nacing aura! He saw those car doors opening simultaneously, so unard n stepped out, approaching his car step by step, exuding a determined killing intent!
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