The wife appeared behind him, seeing the toothbrush in his hand with a puzzled expression. Joan Graham smiled and said, "Anthea changed it last night, saying this toothbrush is gentle on gums and cleans well."
Anthea changed it?
"You should try it, it’s quite good. I just used it a while ago."
"Alright." David Dalton didn’t show any reaction.
Joan Graham patted his shoulder gently, "I’ll go down and check how breakfast is coming along."
"Okay."
After the woman left, the man began to brush his teeth.
The first thing he did after brushing his teeth was to turn on the surveillance and retrieve last night’s footage.
David Dalton had a habit of installing surveillance, not to guard against anyone, but for peace of mind.
So in this large villa, apart from the bathrooms, the surveillance was extensive.
And this was sothing the Dalton family was well aware of and had long since gotten used to.
Only Anthea was not aware.
David Dalton saw Anthea take a pair of toothbrushes from the bathroom at nine twenty-eight last night, but then she threw his wife’s toothbrush into the trash.
She placed his toothbrush into a prepared sampling bag.
David Dalton looked calm, his gaze remained on Anthea, trying to track who she had been in contact with.
"Dad, breakfast is ready!" Grace Dalton appeared at the study door, dressed ticulously.
David Dalton said without lifting his head, "You all go ahead and eat, I need to go over so materials for the morning eting."
"Okay."
She turned and left, closing the door behind her. When Dad was working, the family never disturbed him.
Morning.
The sprawling Kingston Group, over a hundred stories tall, stood in the bustling heart of the city.
This was the place where countless young people chased their dreams.
In the sleek and opulent CEO’s office, Justin Kingston sat at his desk reviewing docunts.
He wore a black tailored shirt, his cropped hair perfectly styled, and his elegant deanor and age gave him a presence that was both composed and incredibly charming.
A knock on the door, and Justin Kingston looked up.
"CEO Kingston." Jerry Garcia entered briskly with a file folder, "Here is the paternity test report for your review."
"Alright." Justin Kingston nodded, taking it, "Thank you for your hard work, go ahead and attend to your tasks."
Jerry Garcia respectfully bowed and then stepped out.
Justin Kingston paused his work, imdiately opening the file folder. The freshly completed paternity test report indicated—
Year: 2021 (First ti)
Project and Number: Biological Gene DNA Paternity Test A12897
Justin Kingston’s eyes skimd past the series of complex specin numbers and gene nas, as well as the paternity index.
Directly focusing on the final line—
Paternity Index reaches 99.999%.
Justin Kingston’s long eyes narrowed slightly, recalling David Dalton’s face, with a deeply investigative look, that David Dalton was actually Mia’s biological father?
Then does Mia know about this?
"Hey, did Jerry co to the office today?" Mia Lane ca in holding a cup of coffee, smiling, "I just saw him downstairs."
Justin Kingston opened a drawer, calmly placing the paternity test report inside, and then closed the drawer, "Yes."
He showed no sign of unusualness, "You don’t always have to brew coffee for , you must be tired too." His warm male voice always carried a hint of tenderness in her presence.
Mia Lane lightly placed a latte on his desk, "I want to be involved in the new season’s fashion design project, so I’m trying to earn so favor, hoping CEO Kingston will approve."
Justin Kingston pulled her hand, bringing her close and then hugged her.
Mia Lane sat easily on his lap, blinking her beautiful dark eyes, "CEO Kingston won’t disagree, right?"
"Agreeing is just a matter of saying the word," Justin Kingston fondly pinched her long hair by her cheek, "But I don’t want you to work so hard, I’ll feel distressed."
"If it’s sothing I enjoy doing, I’ll only feel happiness, not think it’s hard work." Mia Lane gazed at him earnestly, "I hope you’ll agree."
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