Monica Usher’s beautiful face immediately contorted. Just as she was about to erupt, she watched Mia Lane turn and enter the wooden cabin.
She instinctively took two steps forward but was blocked by two bodyguards. Their cold, stern gazes fell upon her, full of warning.
Monica felt a pang in her chest and was thoroughly disgraced. At this point, Mia’s figure had already vanished from sight, leaving Monica no choice but to turn away.
A group of people followed behind her, yet none came to her aid.
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The designer from R-Alan seemed to have a significant problem with her, thinking she had an affair with Lydia Ingram.
But even with ten mouths, Monica could not explain this clearly. She could only swallow her grievance and let time handle it.
In the city, at the imposing and grand Kingston Group.
In the understated luxury of the CEO’s office, Justin Kingston stood by the window, one hand in his pocket, answering a call from the bodyguard sent to Aethel Falls.
The bodyguard reported the situation, focusing on Monica Usher’s provocation.
After the call ended, Justin exuded an overly fierce aura from his stunningly cold face.
"What happened, CEO Kingston?" Finn Morgan walked in, noticing something off about his expression.
At this moment, Barbara Sutton also approached the CEO’s office, carrying a document in her hand.
Justin sighed lightly and told him, "Monica Usher took the R-Alan design team to Aethel Falls, and even provoked Mia."
Outside the door, Barbara’s footsteps paused, her heart clenching with worry as she instinctively hid.
"It’s normal to go out for inspiration, but going to Aethel Falls, isn’t that too much of a coincidence?" Finn analyzed, "Could she have placed a spy in our vicinity?"
Outside, Barbara didn’t even dare to breathe loudly.
She stopped listening and quickly returned to the vice president’s office with the document, sitting in her chair as she struggled to calm down.
She recalled the scene from that birthday night. Was Monica trying to gather information?
Suddenly, her impression soured. Barbara was a bit angry; she felt Monica was very unethical. How could she do this and place her in such an insensible situation?
All afternoon, Barbara’s mind wandered in the office, unable to focus on her work.
In the retro-style mansion, Gigi and Dolly had played for an hour in the amusement park their grandmother had built at great expense, just returning to their children’s room upstairs to rest.
Dolly locked the room door, and Gigi opened his laptop, sitting cross-legged on the bed, typing code.
"Daddy and Mommy aren’t coming to see us anymore," Gigi complained a bit, sighing repeatedly, "They must be too busy with work, dealing with troublesome issues."
"Daddy just came not long ago, didn’t he?" Dolly peeled the wrapper of a lollipop and stuffed the apple-flavored candy into her brother’s mouth, "Mommy went out for design! It’ll take a long time before she’s back!"
Dolly unwrapped another piece of candy for herself, then sat down next to her brother, "Is tackling R-Alan’s manager really that hard? You’ve been at it for a week and still not like the God of War?"
Gigi glanced at her, "You’re still young, you don’t understand!"
"Hahaha! You’re only an hour older than me!" Dolly teased, "Why act like a grown-up?"
"Lydia Ingram is a cunning old fox. He truly lives up to his nickname," Gigi complained.
"What happened, brother? Is he really that formidable?" Dolly’s eyes sparkled.
Gigi was a bit troubled, "His defense system is hardcore. He must have an extremely professional tech team supporting him, even better than Daddy’s team by a little."
"That shouldn’t be too hard, right? You even hacked into Daddy’s stuff; just try a little harder," Dolly reached out and patted his slightly curly hair, "Brother, you can do it! I believe in you!"