Justin Kingston hung up the phone and turned around, seeing the children running happily towards him. His noble and proud face revealed a pleasant smile as he slightly bent over and opened his arms to the children.
"Was horse riding fun?"
"It’s fun! So much fun! This is our second time at the equestrian club!"
The children rushed into his arms, speaking excitedly.
"Second time?" Justin Kingston asked, "Did your mommy take you before?"
He patted the children’s little heads; truly two children raised in wealth.
Monica Usher also approached them, bending down to hand two bottles of water to the children, "Gigi, Dolly, do you want some water? You’re all sweaty."
The children reached out to take the water, and this moment was perfectly captured on camera.
"Dad, can you open it for me?" Gigi held the bottle up to Justin Kingston.
Monica Usher smiled brightly, bending down to ask, "Little girl, shall I open it for you?" Saying so, she took the bottle from Dolly.
Justin Kingston and Monica Usher simultaneously twisted open the caps of the mineral water in their hands, both bending down to hand them to the children. This scene was particularly warm and loving.
The children looked up and received them, "Thank you." Their radiant smiles were captured.
When Justin Kingston was with the children, he was filled with paternal love, and even the aura around him was kindly.
As for Monica Usher, she knew the media were taking photos, so she controlled her expressions very well.
The photos looked just like a family of four!
When Justin Kingston shifted his gaze away from the children and inadvertently saw the photographers, he quickly glanced at the smiling Monica Usher, then hurriedly withdrew his smile and led the children away.
Monica Usher watched their departing backs, hesitated a bit, feeling a chill in her heart.
Riventhal, Clearwater Bay.
Upstairs in the pharmaceutical research room.
Mia Lane was using her spare time to develop medication to treat stomach ailments, hoping to cure his stomach issues before leaving.
The phone rang, and seeing the caller ID instantly lifted Mia Lane’s spirits. She removed her gloves before answering, "Hello."
"Are you busy?" Justin Kingston’s voice was warm and familiar.
"Have you seriously thought about my question?"
Justin Kingston reminded, "The question you said you’d answer when you return."
"..." Mia Lane’s cheeks lightly flushed. She loved him, after all; if she didn’t love him, why else would she bear humiliation and hardship here?
But can she love him? With a distance of a thousand miles between them.
"What’s wrong? What are you thinking about?" Justin Kingston was a devil, always able to sense when she was distracted.
She asked with concern, "When are you coming back?"
"Leaving early tomorrow morning." His voice was like a stream of warmth, "What gift do you want? I’ll buy it for you."
"Am I unable to buy it myself?" She asked, smiling.
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"Do you know the significance of a gift?" Mia Lane approached the window, looking at the scenery outside, "A gift is a surprise, so when giving someone a gift, don’t ask what they want."
She said, feeling good, "As long as it’s from you, I’ll be very happy and treat it like a treasure!" As if teaching him how to love.
Hearing this, Justin Kingston felt exceptionally good, "Okay, I’ve noted that down." He laughed out loud.
She also laughed, but there was a faint sourness inside.
"Your mom is back." Mia Lane saw the extended Lincoln enter the courtyard and immediately withdrew her smile, softly saying, "If there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up now."
"I have to congratulate you." Justin Kingston interrupted.
He chuckled, "Congratulations on managing to handle my difficult mother in just a couple of days!"
She didn’t understand his meaning.
But seeing Kristina Kingston getting out of the car, as Mary helped her walk toward the living room, she felt a slight unease.
Downstairs, Kristina Kingston entered the living room with a stern face and coldly asked, "Where is Mia Lane?"
"Madam, she’s upstairs," a servant answered quietly.
Without another word, she headed upstairs, holding the ten-billion-dollar agreement in her hand.