Only when the car drove away did Mia Lane get into her own car.
Sitting in the driver’s seat, she felt sad, closing her eyes and trying hard to digest those unpleasant emotions.
In Kingston Group, in the equally grand office of the Vice President.
Monica Usher was distracted, remembering seeing Mrs. Kingston coming out of the living room at Emerald Cove that morning and appearing to have a good relationship with those two kids...
Mia Lane has kids as a bargaining chip, making Mrs. Kingston’s position even more secure.
The terrible thing is, she sleeps next to Justin Kingston every night.
Indeed, feelings can absolutely develop from sleeping together.
Monica Usher was worried and at a loss, deeply concerned for her own happiness.
She picked up a document on the desk and slammed it down hard!
Her emotional outburst startled Barbara Sutton, who was arranging files not far away, "President Usher... What’s wrong?"
"Barbara." Monica Usher wanted to cry, trying hard to restrain herself, her voice quivering, "If the person who ends up by CEO Kingston’s side isn’t me, then all my years of effort are truly meaningless..."
Suddenly, she felt so tired!
"President Usher." Barbara Sutton felt sorry for her, "Do you want to communicate with CEO Kingston again? I always feel that you two have a communication problem; I don’t think he likes Mia Lane."
"Mia Lane is just a village woman!" Barbara Sutton couldn’t help but vent out with the momentum, "What makes her worthy of our CEO Kingston? Those designs are obviously CEO Kingston’s work! She is just a narrator; even a blind person can see it!" As she mentioned this matter, she was indignant.
Only Monica Usher knew that venting about Mia Lane was useless, and cursing her was ineffective.
Unless she disappeared from this world, that might change the current situation.
"Is there any alcohol?" Monica Usher felt too distressed, "I want to drink."
Barbara Sutton had no choice but to pour her a glass of wine, consoling, "President Usher, you work with CEO Kingston every day, proximity gives you an advantage, and you’ve known each other for a long time, so there’s more synergy between you two."
Monica Usher remained silent, drinking up the glass.
Barbara Sutton said, "CEO Kingston is back."
Monica Usher calmed down, her eyes flashing something, "Help me prepare some ingredients to make congee, I want to cook a bowl for him personally."
Justin Kingston was reviewing documents in the CEO’s office, and Finn Morgan was comparing data, everything was quiet and peaceful.
The sound of high heels approached from a distance.
The two looked up and saw Monica Usher carrying a steaming bowl.
She walked straight to Justin Kingston, her voice gentle, "This is the congee I made for you, drink it while it’s hot."
Finn Morgan quickly stood up, picked up a document, and left the office.
"I won’t drink it." Justin Kingston glanced at her, his tone cold, "Take it away."
"I made it myself, especially for you." Monica Usher smiled, very patient, "Wouldn’t you like to try it? You might enjoy drinking it?"
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Justin Kingston halted his work, solemnly reiterated, "I’ll say it again, I won’t drink it, take it away."
"..." The woman felt awkward, the feeling in her heart akin to being pierced by needles, "Why don’t you take a few days off and rest? Finn Morgan and I can handle company affairs; important decisions can still involve you, either via video or email."
"I’m fine, no need to rest."
During the silence, the entire office felt suffocating and stifling.
Then Justin Kingston ignored her, holding the mouse with one hand and a tea cup with the other, sipping tea while his eyes remained fixed on the data sets on the computer.
Feeling increasingly uncomfortable, Monica Usher had no choice but to turn around and leave with the congee bowl.
Once again, she faced cold reception, her heart feeling extremely chilled.