Jerry Garcia destroyed Mia Lane’s boarding information and confirmed she was on the flight to Aethelburg. Clearwater Bay, in front of a vintage villa. Kristina Kingston sat on the sofa in the courtyard, listening to Jerry Garcia’s report, watching the phone he handed over. A recently recorded video was playing, and the conversation was captured so clearly. Kristina Kingston was dumbfounded, feeling both shocked and saddened, as if she had suddenly fallen into an ice cellar. Holding the phone, she was in a daze for a long time. Jerry Garcia stood beside her, and after a long while, he finally couldn’t help but speak, "Madam, she wants to harm you. If your situation worsens, it’s Mia Lane’s responsibility. Monica Usher has already risked everything once to drug Mr. Kingston to get him!" She couldn’t believe it. Jerry Garcia asked, "A person who uses such unscrupulous means, do you not reconsider keeping her around?" This question struck Kristina Kingston straight to her conscience! A hint of panic and confusion flashed in her eyes. She gritted her teeth slightly and looked up to return the phone to him. After a moment, she said to Jerry Garcia, "You go first, leave me alone for a while." Jerry Garcia sighed softly, turned and left. Kristina Kingston sat on the sofa for a long time, finding it really difficult to accept this fact. Her current recovery was only due to fate’s unexpected favor, she was so close to being completely ruined. Monica Usher actually used her as a bet! Her eyes only had Justin Kingston! Such a woman lacks reason! This kind of love is very obsessive. Kristina Kingston calmly pondered, actually finding herself in a dilemma too, having watched Monica Usher grow up, who was excellent in every aspect, very diligent, and highly disciplined. Perhaps, she just lost her mind for a moment? About an hour later, in the deputy general office of the Kingston Group. Monica Usher had just entered after the meeting when her phone rang. She quickly answered after seeing the caller ID, "Aunt." "Come back for a bit, now." Kristina Kingston’s tone was indifferent. Monica Usher couldn’t detect any emotion on the other end, "I... alright." She actually had two urgent cases to handle. "Barbara, help me give these two cases to Special Assistant Morgan." She said, "I need to go out for a bit and will be back soon." In the red Bentley heading for Clearwater Bay, Monica Usher repeatedly recalled her aunt’s tone just now. Why was it so urgent for her to return? Along the way, she thought of dozens of possibilities, feeling inexplicably uneasy inside. When the car stopped steadily in the courtyard, she had also composed herself, ready to face whatever came her way. Having been in the business world for years, she was adept at handling all sorts of situations. As soon as she got out of the car, Monica Usher saw the middle-aged woman sitting on the outdoor sofa not far away. She gently closed the car door and walked over. Kristina Kingston’s somewhat stern gaze fell on her face, and today she did not invite her to sit. "Aunt." Monica Usher stood in front of her with a smile on her lips, "What’s the matter you wanted to see me about?" Kristina Kingston stared at her without answering her question. This made Monica Usher inevitably feel a trace of panic, "..." even the smile on her face was slightly stiff. "Is it... is there something I did wrong?" She tried to ask, "Are you mad at me?" Kristina Kingston’s gaze withdrew, picked up the teacup, and asked her in a low yet highly intimidating voice, "Think for yourself, is there anything that would make me angry?" Monica Usher’s heart gave a jolt, but her face remained calm. "Seven years ago at a charity gala, you drugged Justin Kingston, but it resulted in him and Mia Lane spending the night together. Do you regret that?" "..." Monica Usher met her gaze with astonishment. Thɪs chapter is updated by novel★fire.net At the same time, Mary, who was coming over to deliver snacks, also paused in her tracks, stopping abruptly among those tall green plants. "Do you admit to this?" Kristina Kingston asked again. Monica Usher knew she must have enough evidence, or she wouldn’t be so sure. Therefore, today she had to brace herself and admit it.