Mia Lane entered the elevator, she even forgot to press the floor button, having just co from the design departnt.
Until the elevator doors opened again, she snapped back to reality, watching another company employee enter.
"Hello, President Lane." The employee greeted respectfully.
Mia ca to her senses, "Hello." Her lips slightly curled, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes.
If it were any other rumor, Justin Kingston getting photographed having dinner with a woman outside, she wouldn’t care at all.
n, after all, often have social engagents, and for soone like him, the dia loves to speculate.
But this ti it’s different... it’s in the bedroom, on the bed.
"President Lane, which floor are you going to?" The female employee scrutinized her, noticing she hadn’t pressed a floor.
Mia ca to her senses again, "Oh." Quickly reaching out to press number 22, she needed to return to the office.
The elevator started to ascend, the female employee left at the 19th floor, leaving her alone again.
Mia took a step back, sowhat weakly leaning against the elevator wall, the photos flashed through her mind again—
She had looked at them no less than ten tis, rembering every detail clearly.
It was in the bedroom, such a private space...
The girl wore a smile of happiness; she seed very young.
And Justin sat on her bedside, when looking at the girl, were his deep-set eyes filled with tenderness?
Love is selfish.
No matter how magnanimous a person may be, upon suddenly seeing such photos, they are likely to be shocked, unable to bear it.
Ding, the elevator stopped, and the doors opened.
Mia stepped outside.
She had hardly walked a few steps when she t Finn Morgan head-on.
And Finn, he had also seen the news just now, completely puzzled, thinking it was too inconceivable.
How could public relations suppress this?
Whatever the case, Justin himself must hold a press conference to clarify, because any official explanation would seem far-fetched; it all depends on CEO Kingston’s attitude toward the dia.
Finn and Mia moved closer and closer, eventually both stopped at about a ter apart.
Finn noticed her complexion was sowhat pale, not looking well, realizing she too had seen the news.
"I don’t know where he went." eting Mia’s gaze, Finn explained, "He only asked to book a flight, then he left, I didn’t ask why."
"So it wasn’t for business, not for a trip, right?" Her tone was so calm, wanting the truth.
This made Finn montarily unsure how to answer; he was pondering carefully.
And Mia stared at Finn, waiting for his answer.
Finn was cautious, "I can’t be certain, because so business Justin doesn’t have to report to , I can only tell you definitely, I truly wasn’t aware of this trip to Korland."
"Have you seen the girl in the photos?" Mia looked into his eyes, not allowing him to lie.
Finn shook his head, "Haven’t seen her, perhaps have, but I don’t recall, I don’t know her."
"When was the last ti CEO Kingston went to Korland?" She remained rational, trying to catch sothing.
Finn answered truthfully, "It was two years ago, I accompanied him, and didn’t see any woman."
"I understand." She softly spoke, "You should get back to work." Then stepped toward the Vice President’s office.
Finn glanced at her retreating figure, "What do you understand?"
She didn’t answer anymore, leaving without looking back.
Finn withdrew his gaze, letting out a soft sigh, what on earth is going on?
Just a few days of peace?
Monica Usher just exited his emotional world, and now there’s soone even younger? And a Eurosian girl?
Finn stepped forward, looking at the ti, co back and explain yourself! The person is about to arrive anyway!
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