"What do we do? There’s no blood! Can we find RH negative blood? Dr. Shelby!" someone rushed out anxiously.
"Quickly notify the nearby hospitals to get some! Hurry!"
"I’ve asked, the nearby hospitals don’t have any either!"
"I promise you!!!" Mia Lane knelt on the ground, raised her eyes, and shouted hoarsely at him, "I promise to be your woman! I promise! I promise!!"
Tears instantly fell from Justin Kingston’s eyes, his bitter and timid emotions uncontrollable, his throat choked up.
He turned off the video, clutched his phone tightly, the pain in his heart at that moment not unlike someone cutting into his flesh with a knife.
This was the truth behind her departure.
Yet someone with ill intentions only showed him the video of her leaving, maliciously cutting out the cause and effect...
The human heart, truly unpredictable.
Justin Kingston harbored a resolute thought in his heart.
He stood up and quickly paced, opened the Lamborghini driver’s door, sat inside, and started the car.
Ms. Tancred walked out of the living room. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel-fire.net
There was no time to ask where he was going, as the car quickly vanished from sight, its speed alarming and unsettling.
With sadness and anger seething in his chest, Justin Kingston stared ahead coldly, driving the vehicle in an almost frenzied manner.
His eyes were bloodshot, fury tearing at them!
The car sped straight to the seaside villa! Justin was going to find Mia Lane!
He wanted to see her!
At this moment, at the entrance of the seaside villa.
Anton Miller had just left, and a large group of reporters surrounded Mia Lane, making it impossible for her to move an inch—
"Miss Lane! Can you tell us if you and CEO Kingston have divorced?"
"Why did you have a family portrait taken?"
"Why are you staying at Anton Miller’s place? What is your relationship?"
"Will Mr. Kingston and Ms. Usher’s wedding next month be affected because of you?"
"Miss Lane, can you clarify the relationship among the three of you?"
"Have you and CEO Kingston rekindled your past romance?"
The reporters’ rapid-fire questions gave Mia Lane a headache; she wanted to escape but couldn’t move!
It seemed as if she wouldn’t be let go unless she answered.
Numerous microphones were pushed to her lips, the reporters crowding her so much that they almost stepped on her.
Standing behind the group of reporters, Ms. Tancred tried several times to get in but couldn’t, only growing anxious, "Miss Lane has low blood sugar, please don’t crowd her!"
Under the glare of countless flashlights, the clicking of cameras was non-stop.
Mia Lane was very annoyed, only able to hang her head and use her hands to cover her face, her heart fiercely rejecting it, yet she didn’t want to say a word.
"Are you guilty of something?"
"Is that why this is hard to answer? Who exactly are you protecting?"
"Why are you living here? What’s your relation to Anton Ford?"
The Lamborghini stopped not far away, Justin Kingston opened the car door, quickly jumped out, and walked over with a solemn face!
His aura was icy and seemed to carry a murderous intent!
Seeing Mia Lane surrounded, he directly grabbed the shoulders of the reporters, tossing them aside one by one, clearing a path!
Five or six reporters were thrown to the ground.
He grasped the anxious girl’s wrist, waved his suit jacket, and sheltered her under his arm!
Swiftly taking her away from the press huddle.
Mia Lane raised her eyes, the suit jacket blocked her view, obscuring his face.
However, the faint scent emanating from him and the sense of safety beside him confirmed his identity to her.
"Mr. Kingston! Will the wedding with Ms. Usher still proceed as planned?!"
"Mr. Kingston! Have you and Miss Lane reconciled?"
Justin ignored them, assertively opening the car door, "Get in." His voice firm yet gentle, he helped her into the car.
Closing the door, he quickly walked around the car to sit in the driver’s seat, "Buckle up." As the door shut, his eyes coldly fixated on the reporters snapping photos.
Mia Lane hurriedly fastened her seatbelt, the car taking off swiftly and leaving them in the dust.
Turning to take a look at his familiar profile, Mia Lane couldn’t quite believe it; why did he come?