He looked up at her, a flash of light in his deep eyes, "I saw her that day." "She’s in Riventhal?" Hailey Hale was shocked. "Yes, it was her, I’m very sure." Justin Kingston said, "She came to my company that day, but I... I didn’t recognize her." The girl sighed heavily, grabbing a handful of sunflower seeds again, "She must be so heartbroken, right? The whole world knows you’re going to marry Monica Usher, and you’re quite pitiful too, marrying someone you don’t love, trapping yourself in a besieged fortress." "..." Justin Kingston sighed softly. "If you loved Monica Usher, you would have married her long ago!" Hailey Hale said, "She’s the company’s deputy director, the most suitable person for you. Wouldn’t it be better for a married couple to manage the company together?" Justin Kingston felt nothing for Monica Usher, and he was aware of it himself. That’s why he’s always resisted marrying her. But this Mia Lane... he was somewhat interested. Chapters first released on n0velfire.net The photos kept flipping one by one. This girl named Mia Lane was really beautiful, her gaze black as night mist, with soft starlight in her eyes, seemed to have no schemes at all. In the photos, he and her were very intimate, holding her waist, parting her hair, kissing her forehead, and even kissing her lips. "I downloaded it online, but can’t find it now." Hailey Hale complained, "It’s obvious someone doesn’t want you to recover your memory." She added, "I thought the photos were beautifully taken and planned to use them as my screensaver." Justin Kingston found it hard to describe his inner feelings at this moment, he remembered nothing... His memory was terribly dull. He also felt a sense of loneliness, which only now was relieved. "Can you send me some of these photos?" Justin Kingston asked softly. Then she took over the phone and sent the original photos via WeChat, "I’m telling you, you absolutely shouldn’t marry Monica Usher." She said, "I’m not saying she’s a bad person, she may have a thousand merits, but you might not love her." Hailey Hale sat cross-legged on the sofa, particularly casual, "If you marry her, and then you regain your memory, what will you do?" "The most important thing is, what about Gigi and Dolly? Parents remarrying must consider the children’s feelings, if you’ve got the guts then don’t have kids, once you do, you should take responsibility." Justin Kingston gained a lot from this trip, but marriage wasn’t something he could decide. His mother threatened not to take medication. Filial piety carved into his bones made him have to consider his mother’s feelings. He was also thinking of ways to refuse. "I want to talk to this Mia Lane properly." Justin Kingston asked, "Do you have her contact details?" "No, she changed her number long ago. I don’t know what happened between you two, but there must be a misunderstanding, maybe it was your fault, you drove her away." "..." Justin Kingston looked up, his eyes full of silence. She said, "She’s not called Mia Lane, she’s called Mia Lane." He nodded, stood up, "...Sorry to disturb you." With that, he turned and left. "Hey!" She stood up from the sofa. The man stopped, looked back, Hailey Hale pursed her lips, "I’m sorry about today, I was impulsive." He suppressed his emotions and sincerely said, "Thank you." Hailey Hale didn’t say anything more, watched him leave. The entire afternoon, Monica Usher was filled with anger, she ruined a dress and suffered insults! So she did something very special— She found someone to collect photos of Mia Lane and Anton Miller once being together. There were pictures published by newspaper offices before, and scenes outside an emergency room in Aethelburg where she left with Anton Miller. She had to accuse first as the villain, make the first move! The black Volvo drove towards the sea view villa. "Boss, Gigi and Dolly have taken leave, not at school, nor have they transferred. Currently, whereabouts are unknown, Emerald Cove is closely guarded." "How many people are guarding?" Anton Miller asked casually, "As long as we can confirm the children are inside, we will snatch them, I’ll prepare a private plane, coordinate inside and outside." "Unable to confirm for now." "Then continue tracking." After Anton Miller finished speaking, he hung up the call. He was thinking, once he got the children, he would arrange for Mia Lane and the kids to leave Riventhal. After finishing filming this drama, sell the villa, and leave this dreadful place, never to return again.