Monica Usher was about to walk out when Barbara Sutton grabbed her arm!
"President Usher, don’t meddle; Special Assistant Morgan will handle it," Barbara analyzed. "If you send her away, CEO Kingston won’t come over at all."
Hearing this, Monica immediately regained her composure and sat back down in her office chair.
Since when did she instinctively want to solve everything for him?
In the adjacent office, characterized by its minimalistic yet luxurious style, the entire room was brightly lit.
Hailey Hale, dressed in a hip-hop dance outfit, burst through the door. She went straight to Justin Kingston’s desk and sat down, casually placing her legs on the customized Western-style desk carved with vintage patterns. She leaned back on the chair and crossed her arms!
Finn Morgan stood up and gestured to the security guards who had followed her to the door, signaling them to leave.
"I want to see Justin Kingston!" Hailey got straight to the point. "Get him here right now!"
Finn’s gaze fell on her. Her black hair was styled in high dreadlocks that shimmered, her shoes mismatched in color, making a bold statement.
"I’m talking to you! Did you hear me?" she asked, pulling out her phone. "I’ll call him myself!" She then dialed Justin Kingston’s number directly.
Finn didn’t stop her, knowing she was the mayor’s daughter, having seen her on TV.
But she reminded him so much of someone else... her aura and demeanor, plus that unconventional outfit.
Finn had a moment of distraction.
At that moment, a Lamborghini had just come to a steady stop downstairs. The phone rang, Justin glanced at the caller ID, answered as he got out of the car, "Hello." His long legs striding towards the main building’s lobby.
"This is Hailey Hale, I’m waiting for you in the office," she said, displeasure in her tone. "Where are you?" Thɪs chapter is updated by novｅlfire.net
Justin didn’t answer. He hung up the call, walking steadily into the elevator.
On the 22nd floor, in the CEO’s office.
Hailey fiddled with her phone, scrutinizing Finn with her eyes, "In the future, you need to accompany him to events. He’s a married man, always having a female vice president by his side, and with two kids, doesn’t look right. It’s scandalous if there’s no gossip."
"Miss Hailey Hale," Finn sized her up and said in a deep voice, "please put your legs down. A girl should behave like a girl, or it’ll be hard to get married in the future."
The girl was about to get angry when she saw Justin enter through the door.
Hailey was intimidated by Justin’s presence, quickly retracting her legs. She stood up, straightening her neck and puffing out her chest, "Tell me! Is it you who slapped Mia Lane on the face?"
Justin, hands in pockets, cast a cold gaze at her, "Watch your words, that wasn’t a slap, it was her wisdom tooth aching and swelling."
"Hmph!" She rolled her eyes, "You might fool others with that! She told me she bumped into something when she got up to use the bathroom at night! Covering up domestic violence needs a consistent story! Otherwise, your good man image will be utterly ruined!"
Not giving Justin time to think, she continued her rapid accusations—
"Why did you take Monica Usher and the kids to Aeridia? Don’t you find it inappropriate?"
"Did you see those disgusting news articles? Can you even eat after reading them?"
"Have you ever considered her feelings? What exactly are you trying to do?"
"I’m telling you! All my life, I’ve never been eager to be friends with anyone! But I care about Mia Lane! From now on, her matters are my matters! I’m taking full responsibility!"
"She’s my grandfather’s savior! If you dare bully her, do you believe the next building project of yours won’t get approved by my dad? You’re aware of the ties between politics and business; many processes must go through us! Even if my dad stamps it, I’ll tear it apart! Believe it or not?!"
Listening, Justin wasn’t angry at all. He could even understand why she was so furious.
So Mia was indeed bothered deep inside, did she complain to her?