When Monica Usher saw him, her heart ward, and it felt like her blood was boiling, her mood infinitely good.
"Justin Kingston." She stood in front of him, "Good morning." She deliberately stopped his steps, and their eyes t.
He hadn’t looked at her like this for a long ti.
Monica’s gaze fell on his bangs, reaching out to lightly touch them, Justin leaned back slightly.
"A seed shell." She brushed it off for him, withdrew her hand, and smiled, "The company is so busy today, you keep going out, is sothing wrong? Can I help?"
"Nothing." Justin’s expression was cold, he bypassed her, and took a step forward.
Monica felt a slight pang in her heart, turned to look at his back, then followed him to the office, to his desk.
Justin sat down in his custom office chair and looked up at her.
His eyes always made it easy for her to get lost in them, but she kept her composure.
Quickly putting the docunts in her hand in front of him, she shifted the topic with a smile, "The design departnt has recently co up with 28 samples, take a look first, I’ve personally reviewed them, they’re quite stunning."
She saw that Justin’s handso face showed no emotional change, as if he hadn’t heard her speak.
"Everyone is particularly focused on this design," she said with a smile, "many works were rushed out with overti, they generally believe that inspiration is better at night..."
Before she finished, she saw Justin pick up his phone, and dial a number right in front of her.
Soon, he spoke, "Ian, are you ho today? I’ll co over after work."
Monica’s smile froze slightly on her face, her report had been in vain, he hadn’t listened to her at all!
She watched him end the call.
"I took Anton to Ian’s before," she said with a smile trying to find a topic, "got so special ointnts, a few days of application will fade the bruises, so no need to worry too much."
She ant that Justin’s ti was money, no need to visit Ian’s for Anton again.
Justin finally looked up, with a cold and scrutinizing gaze that made her uncomfortable, "What’s wrong?"
"If there’s nothing else, you can leave." After Justin finished speaking, he opened his computer and threw himself into work.
Monica felt a chill in her heart, was she completely invisible to him?
He never used to be like this.
At least during work reports, he was still willing to communicate.
Monica glanced at the design drafts on the desk, embarrassed to stay, she turned and left feeling disappointed.
This afternoon, Mia Lane, who had printed out the contract, was in a great mood.
Just waiting for Justin to get off work to sign the agreent!
To ensure he signs the agreent in a good mood, she decided to cook personally!
"Mommy, how many tis should I wash these greens?"
"Three tis, just like we do at Sunshine Village." She answered softly, wearing an apron, "Wash them carefully."
Dolly also ca over, "Mommy, you haven’t cut at in a while, have you? Be careful, this knife looks very sharp."
"I know, darling, I’ll be careful, you go wash the mushrooms."
"Alright!"
Mia was busy in the kitchen with the children.
This scene should have made Butler Shelby happy, Mr. Kingston coming ho to a al cooked by his wife and children is indeed a blessing.
But since he saw the contents of the contract, his heart was uneasy.
It felt just like a feast with hidden intentions!
"Ma’am..." Butler Shelby finally ca to the kitchen after sending the kids away, "Are you sure Mr. Kingston has to sign that contract?"
"Of course." She didn’t stop what she was working on.
"Ma’am... can you reconsider?"
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