She wore a new dress today, a limited edition custom piece.
Seeing Justin Kingston, she couldn’t help but smile brightly, "Justin, were you working late yesterday? Why didn’t you answer the video call?"
"Didn’t feel like answering." The man walked past her with a sullen face, heading straight into the CEO office.
Monica Usher watched his departing figure, her wounded heart full of confusion.
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She sensed the same kind of alienation and coldness as before his amnesia.
Her phone rang, pulling her back to reality as she answered and stepped forward.
The caller reported, "President Usher, Anton Miller and Mia Lane took people to Emerald Cove to snatch the child, causing a fierce fight; someone was shot and taken to the hospital."
So the child wasn’t kidnapped? Was Mia attempting to take him away?
"Who got hospitalized? Was it Mia?"
"No, it was Anton Miller’s subordinate; a few people were injured."
"Does CEO Kingston know about this?" Monica Usher entered the VP office.
"Justin Kingston is there too, Mrs. Kingston went as well." The person said, "He refused to marry you and wants to raise the child, with Mia only having visitation rights."
"What? Refused to marry?" Monica Usher collapsed into her office chair, "...", her body stiffened, as if she had instantly fallen into an ice cellar.
No wonder Finn Morgan hasn’t sent out the invites yet...
She even tried on the wedding dress! She’s been calling Mrs. Kingston mom.
Recently, the news was filled with wedding-related reports, is Justin trying to humiliate her abroad?
"President Usher, what’s wrong?" At this moment, Barbara Sutton entered with some materials, noticing her strange expression, "What’s happened?"
A feeling of helplessness and shame surrounded Monica Usher, in the shock of the thunderbolt, she really wanted to cry.
Half an hour later, Monica Usher decided to find Justin Kingston for clarification.
He wasn’t in his office, Finn Morgan said he’d gone downstairs.
So, Monica Usher followed down.
Just as she reached the entrance of the lobby, she saw Justin Kingston’s departing figure; he seemed to be heading to the group’s affiliate building, Monica Usher hurriedly stepped out to follow.
Just reached the flower bed, a number of skilled men seized control of her!
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!!
One slap after another hit Monica Usher’s face, leaving her completely dazed.
Her hands were held behind her, she couldn’t move at all!
Not far away, Hailey Hale had one foot on the edge of the bed, her elbow resting on her knee, casually munching sunflower seeds, occasionally glancing over.
In ten seconds, Monica Usher took thirty slaps, her mouth bleeding, with bruises quickly forming.
A security guard saw this scene and hurried over!
Just as the guard was about to intervene, out from nowhere came another twenty plus people, who held back the few guards.
"Who are you?!" Monica Usher, face swollen, was furious and ashamed, trying to break free.
It felt like her arms were about to be torn apart!
The company’s VP being humiliated at the door naturally attracted the attention of many employees, she didn’t know where to hide her face.
At this moment, Justin Kingston appeared from the corner, holding a document from the affiliate building, just in time to see this scene.
He also saw Hailey Hale at the flower bed munching sunflower seeds, saw her patting her hands and walking towards Monica Usher.
"Ms. Usher." Hailey Hale’s lips curved upward, "Want some sunflower seeds?" As she spoke, she stuffed a peeled seed into her mouth.
Monica Usher spat it out, "Are you crazy?!" Struggling, "I have no grudge against you! Why do you treat me ?!"
Without Hailey Hale’s orders, the men held her firmly.
"Grudge-free?" Hailey Hale genuinely wanted to slap her to death, "Do you really not know what you’ve done?"