She herself was in recovery, and her relationship with her son had improved. At this moment, she had showered and was wearing soft silk pajamas, sitting at the dressing table, gazing at herself. She wasn’t wearing gloves or a mask. The wrinkles on half her face and the unsightly neck came into view, her heart, calm as still water. The skin on her right hand had significantly improved, and when compared to other areas, she was astonished inside. At this moment, Kristina Kingston saw a blazing hope ahead. "Dr. Yates is really amazing." Mary stood behind her, helping her with her hair, unable to resist praising, "She’s only been here a few days, and the effect is obvious. If this continues, she will definitely be able to help you recover." "Yes." Kristina Kingston recognized her from the heart, a genuine smile appearing on her face. In Cora Yates’s bedroom. For safety’s sake, Justin Kingston told the kids, "Gigi, Dolly, you two go back to your room tonight, don’t stay here too long." Then the children reluctantly kissed their mommy goodbye, "Good night, my most adorable mommy." Justin Kingston took the children’s hands and led them away. After the door was closed, Mia Lane stretched lazily; standing in the pharmaceutical research room all day was exhausting! She looked for some clothes, ready to take a bath, when a knock on the door sounded. She hesitated for a moment; who could it be? When she masked herself and opened the door, she saw Justin Kingston appear at the threshold. Before she could ask anything, he strode inside, and Mia Lane retreated two steps. He dared to enter uninvited. Justin Kingston leaned against the door, gently closed it, and locked it. "Hey!" She took off the mask, incredulously asking, "You aren’t planning on sleeping here tonight, are you? It’s dangerous, don’t you know?" Justin Kingston gazed deeply at her, stepping closer. Mia Lane’s chest slightly jolted; his advancing steps forced her to back away step by step. "You... what do you want?" Until her back was against the wall, unable to retreat further. Only then did Justin Kingston wrap his arms around her waist, twirling her onto the wide, soft bed. "Hey!" She lowered her voice, eyes wide open, "You..." Yet he kissed her lips again... missing her more and more... an uncontrollable longing. Monica Usher grew more depressed; she drove her car from the company, not heading home, but directly to Emerald Cove! In just a dozen minutes, she arrived; the car couldn’t get in. She didn’t argue with the guards but turned on the hazard lights and stepped out of the car. Before long, a servant saw the car lights and walked over. As soon as Monica Usher faintly saw her, she turned off the car lights. "President Usher?" The maid stopped at the door, feeling puzzled by her arrival, "Whom are you looking for?" Monica Usher asked her, "I’m looking for Mia Lane, is she asleep?" "Madam is not here," the maid replied. "Where is she?" Monica Usher instinctively asked, her gaze fixed on her. The maid shook her head, "I don’t know." "..." Monica Usher smiled in response, "Then when will she be back?" "I don’t know either." Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by NoveI★Fire.net Though she received the same answer, Monica Usher could tell the maid wasn’t lying. Driving back, she was constantly puzzled. Could Mia Lane have returned to Sunshine Village? Returning to her residence, Monica Usher took a bath, holding a glass of red wine standing before the floor-to-ceiling window. Staring at the dark night outside, her mood gradually grew heavy, engulfed by a sense of crisis. As if any woman around could take away Justin Kingston. If not Mia Lane, it could be Cora Yates, or someone else in the future... After finishing the wine, Monica Usher picked up her phone and dialed an overseas number, contemplating her tone, "Hello, Mr. Ed." "Monica?" The other voice was delighted.