In the imposing and solemn company building. Monica Usher had just called the nutritionist, personally selected the ingredients, and spent time making porridge for Justin Kingston. Barbara Sutton watched her busy figure, feeling very distressed. President Usher, such a cold and aloof person, has never been so kind to anyone, yet never received any response. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ NoveI-Fire.ɴet She must be feeling really sad inside, right? "All right." Monica carefully picked up the bowl of prepared porridge, turned around cautiously, with a genuine smile on her face, "Barbara, I’m going to find CEO Kingston now. Don’t disturb me unless it’s something important. You can handle the work." "Okay." Barbara watched her leave with a heavy heart. If it weren’t for Mia Lane, she would be the woman closest to CEO Kingston. Justin had just finished a video conference, sitting at the large Western-style desk in a black suit, his deep gaze fixed on the woman entering with the porridge, eyes calm and indifferent. "This is freshly made by me with ingredients that are good for the stomach. I consulted the nutritionist and asked Ian Shelby too." She carefully placed the bowl on his desk, "Would you like to try it?" "Don’t waste your efforts." Justin didn’t want to hurt her, "I just had a nutrient injection and don’t feel like eating anything." "Try it, it’s very good." Even she was tempted, "It’s mainly for nurturing the stomach. The nutrient injection only means you’re not hungry, not that your stomach is full." "I don’t like repeating myself." He looked up. Monica was deeply hurt inside, but showed no signs of it. Clearly so close to him, yet it felt like a distance of a thousand mountains and waters. "Justin, maybe you should go home and rest." Her voice was pleasant, "As the group’s vice president, I can help share your workload." At the door, the children rushed in with their small backpacks! Gigi pushed Monica aside, her eyes filled with vigilance, "What are you doing?" She glanced at the steaming porridge on the desk, "It’s not even mealtime! Why did you make porridge for my daddy?" "Do you have feelings for my daddy? Why are you always here?" Dolly stood by her brother, looking at Monica unhappily, "My daddy is already married! Keep your bad intentions to yourself!" Gigi added, "I’m reminding you! My mommy is very beautiful and cooks delicious food! Daddy always eats two bowls! He won’t even take a sip of your porridge!" "..." Monica was hit by the children’s relentless comments, struggling to maintain her composure. Justin maintained a detached, indifferent attitude. She had no choice but to turn and leave. "Take the porridge with you." Justin quietly instructed. Monica had to stop, Gigi handed her the bowl, "Here!" She was very upset, but had no other option. She could only take the bowl from the child’s hand and left without looking back! Gigi and Dolly came to Justin’s side, both holding his hand simultaneously. "Daddy, what’s your relationship with this lady?" "Daddy, does this lady like you?" Justin stood up, "Let’s go, time to go home!" leading the children out of the office, "This lady is just daddy’s colleague, there are no feelings involved, just a normal colleague relationship." As they approached the elevator, Monica appeared again, their gazes met. Justin said to her, "As the group’s vice president, since you want to share my workload, you should liaise with Finn Morgan. I’m off for the day!" The elevator door opened, and Monica was furious as she watched him take the kids into the elevator! On the way home, Gigi called Mia Lane, in a good mood, telling her to prepare dinner as their dad was coming home! Thinking about Justin being hospitalized after eating overnight cake, Mia Lane personally cooked a lavish dinner. It all felt harmonious. Mrs. Zhou took the children for a walk in the yard, telling stories, and using the telescope to gaze at the stars. Mia Lane and Justin came to the second-floor terrace entwined with vines. He said, tonight he would tell her the truth about the fire disaster.