Watching her tears fall, Justin Kingston believed what she said.
The enchanting eyes, like ink spreading, slightly narrowed. Regarding her request, Justin Kingston didn’t express anything to Barbara Sutton; he turned and left silently.
Barbara Sutton looked at his departing figure through tearful eyes, unsure about what CEO Kingston would decide.
As just a little assistant, how could she fathom the president’s heart?
But she finally summoned the courage to speak up.
Feeling somewhat dejected, Barbara Sutton sat down in her office chair, silently praying that Monica Usher would be safe.
Returning to the president’s office.
Justin Kingston shared the news he got from Barbara Sutton with Finn Morgan.
After listening, Finn Morgan’s gaze grew deeper, "Lydia Ingram actually resorted to threats? Perhaps she’s not aiming for her but rather some secrets from The Kingston Group?"
Justin Kingston picked up a water cup, calmly took a sip of warm water, "How much company secrets can Monica Usher know?"
Regarding this, Justin Kingston didn’t pay any attention, "As far as the R-Alan Group is concerned, they believe she has value."
But for Justin Kingston, Monica Usher was an inconsequential person.
Finn Morgan analyzed, "Maybe they also fancy her talents, but she lacks motivation, her work enthusiasm would be halved, she can’t be a go-getter like before."
"Check where she is." Justin Kingston didn’t say much, took the car keys from the desk, "I’m leaving work now."
Finn Morgan didn’t know what he was thinking, when the president asks for an investigation, you investigate.
Perhaps there’s concern for her safety too.
After some investigation, Finn Morgan found she had sold her house, confirming Monica Usher is still in Riventhal.
But finding someone in a big city is like searching for a needle in a haystack.
Finn Morgan was competent at his job, considering issues comprehensively, so he not only sought out Monica Usher’s whereabouts but also arranged for someone to investigate Lydia Ingram’s recent activities.
Justin Kingston walked out of the company lobby, got into a Lamborghini, and soon drove away.
Recently, he’d been with Mia Lane, not often bringing a driver.
In the car, the two chatted, but there was an awkward third wheel.
They went to the recording studio to pick up Mia Lane and Mary.
Mia Lane sat in the front passenger seat, Mary sat in the back seat wearing headphones and watching shows; she was also a young girl, with no particular hobbies normally.
She was almost nonexistent as a little third wheel.
Justin Kingston drove the car and told Mia Lane about the R-Alan Group threatening Monica Usher to force her into signing a contract.
She listened, her heart pounding, turning her gaze to look at him, "..." Her eyes filled with disbelief.
"I asked Finn Morgan to look for her." Justin Kingston confessed to her, not wanting any misunderstandings.
In truth, Mia Lane was kind-hearted as well, with this situation, she certainly worried about Monica Usher’s safety.
If she fell into R-Alan’s hands, life wouldn’t be easy; not pleasing them, the blade could be held to her throat as a threat.
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At this moment, Justin Kingston’s phone rang.
"Can you answer it?" he asked as he kept his hands on the wheel, eyes focused ahead.
Mia Lane picked up his phone, glanced at the display, answered, "Hello."
"Madam, the lady has arrived, when will you and Mr. Kingston return?" Aunt Zhou’s voice came through, "The lady plans to have dinner here, she’s been waiting for nearly an hour."
"..." Mia Lane turned to glance at the man driving, softly replied, "We’re on our way home, we’ll be there soon."
After the call ended, Mia Lane relayed Aunt Zhou’s message to Justin Kingston.
Justin Kingston was equally surprised, just like Mia Lane, both feeling astonished.