Perhaps Monica Usher is still the vice president of the group, Justin Kingston’s most capable ally, able to bring unlimited benefits to the company.
She also takes Justin as a role model, living positively every day.
She will beco more and more excellent, and in the future, she’ll marry a husband who is equally matched and truly appreciates her, then have two children, becoming a successful, economically independent, and happy socialite.
Perhaps Mia Lane and Justin Kingston wouldn’t have gone through so many hardships, no car accident, no amnesia...
Although this girl was born in the countryside, she truly has the skills, and indeed she healed her.
In this instant, Kristina Kingston recognized Mia Lane and suddenly understood many things.
Half an hour later.
Footsteps sounded on the living room staircase, and the butler turned his head at the sound.
Kristina Kingston, descending the stairs, instructed softly, "Butler, pack all the clothes in the lady’s dressing room carefully and send them back to Erald Cove for ."
The butler was secretly surprised, almost believing he had heard wrong.
The lady’s clothes?
Today she actually used the term ’lady’!
This ans the madam has accepted Mia Lane! She has acknowledged this marriage!
Facing the butler’s astonished gaze, Kristina Kingston’s eyes were gentle and calm.
"Yes!" The butler ca to his senses, feeling very happy, as if he saw a happy ending!
These two kids really have magic power, don’t they?
These clothes were previously taken from Erald Cove by Kristina Kingston herself, wanting no trace of Mia Lane at Erald Cove, to drive her out of her son’s world!
Now, it seems she really went through all that effort for nothing and felt she was being quite childish.
This, instead, strained her relationship with her son.
When the Lamborghini drove into Erald Cove, they hadn’t even gotten out of the car yet, but Justin Kingston and Mia Lane saw a stretched Lincoln parked in the yard, both of them preparing to face whatever was to co.
"Your mother is here," Mia Lane turned to look at him.
Justin Kingston unbuckled his seatbelt, his brow slightly furrowed, and the two got out of the car.
As they walked towards the living room, they saw soone moving things out of the Lincoln car, big and small bags being moved inside.
Within their sight, there was no sign of Kristina Kingston.
"Hello, Mr. Kingston, Mrs. Kingston."
Everyone who saw them greeted them respectfully.
The living room already had many bags placed inside, with people continually moving bags into the living room.
Mia Lane bent down and opened one of the bags, inside were her clothes... this brought back so mories.
"Madam, the lady has asked us to bring your clothes back," one of the n said to her, "The lady also said, you’re welco to co back for dinner with Mr. Kingston anyti, just give us a call in advance."
"..." Mia Lane turned in shock, looking at Justin Kingston.
Justin Kingston was montarily stunned too, when did the attitude change?
But this is a good thing.
"Okay." Mia Lane smiled, "We understand, please thank the lady for us."
"Then we’ll take our leave now." All the clothes were moved in.
"Alright."
Then Mrs. Zhou and Butler Shelby helped carry the bags upstairs, hanging all the clothes in the dressing room and ironing them perfectly.
"Your mom..." Mia Lane stood in front of Justin Kingston, looking up at him, "It’s strange today, I thought she would give us trouble, especially since you said such harsh words about cutting the mother-son relationship."
In fact, Justin Kingston was also still trying to figure out his mother’s change of heart.
By evening, it wasn’t raining anymore, but the sky was gloomy.
In the most famous handmade cake shop in Riventhal, hundreds of square ters of space, decorated in warm tones.
Row after row of wooden shelves displayed various exquisite pastries, and so shelves displayed beverages, a rich variety, all with the latest dates.
Only one bottle of yellow-bottled banana milk was left, placed conspicuously among the white bottles.
Because of its rich aroma, it’s always loved by countless young people.
It’s also the best-selling drink in this shop.
Hailey Hale wore headphones, standing in front of the beverage shelf, reaching out to take the last bottle of banana milk.
Finn Morgan didn’t notice her; his hand was slightly faster, taking away the banana milk the mont the girl beside him reached out her hand.
Hailey Hale turned her gaze, eting Finn Morgan’s eyes.
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