The restaurant lights were as dazzling as glass. Mia Lane picked up some food with the communal chopsticks and gently looked at him, "Try this, see if it suits your taste?" With her by his side, everything tasted delicious. Newest update provided by novel•fire.net "Alright." He picked up the chopsticks, elegantly took some food into his mouth, and slowly chewed, "It’s very tasty." Mia Lane smiled with her eyes, sitting opposite him, the dinner was calm and warm. By the seaside, the large villa was cold and deserted. Anton Miller was still sitting on the stairs drinking, surrounded by empty bottles, the air filled with a strong smell of alcohol. The more he drank, the clearer her image became in his mind, and the harder it was to forget. The first woman to enter his heart, the first to attract him, even if she had children with someone else, even if her heart was with someone else. Being able to spend a few months with her was the most precious memory for Anton Miller. "Young Master Zhang," Ms. Tancred reported softly, "Miss Lane’s things have been packed." Actually, she lacks nothing; things like skincare products and daily necessities, Mr. Kingston will certainly prepare them for her. Anton Miller raised his eyes and saw the bag in her hand, feeling a sense of loss, "Are there four things in the bag?" "There are," Ms. Tancred confirmed again, "Photo album, keychain, teacup, Jade Pendant." "Find someone to send them to her," Anton Miller knew these were her most treasured belongings, once she even risked her life for them. He lifted the bottle and took a sip, realizing Ms. Tancred hadn’t moved. Ms. Tancred saw his eyes were red and swollen, feeling sorry, "Will you personally deliver them tomorrow? You could see her one more time." "I’m not going," Anton Miller refused, recalling some scenarios, feeling a sudden pain in his heart, "I’m afraid I can’t let go, I’ll see her after they get married." There was a sense of helplessness in his voice, then he smiled again, "Perhaps it would be easier then." "Alright, I’ll deliver them now." Ms. Tancred felt heavy-hearted and turned to leave. About twenty minutes later. Ms. Tancred arrived at Emerald Cove, in the brightly lit living room, the luxurious atmosphere made her uneasy, feeling inexplicably restrained. Justin Kingston stood straight, watching her with a calm demeanor. "Mr. Kingston, these are Miss Lane’s personal belongings, please pass them to her." He took the bag from her hand, "Thank you." Justin Kingston didn’t remember her, didn’t remember she was arranged by him to care for Anton Miller. But he felt Ms. Tancred’s eyes held too many emotions, as if she had something to say to him. Justin Kingston tried to suppress his naturally cold aura, "Do you have something to say?" His voice was gentle, as if carrying a trace of tenderness in his words. This made Ms. Tancred feel less distant, she bravely raised her eyes, "Mr. Kingston, please cherish Miss Lane." Justin Kingston met her gaze and nodded, "Alright." Ms. Tancred also told him, "She is Young Master Zhang’s beloved, he painfully let her go to you." Justin Kingston fell silent, did he really need someone to willingly give him the woman he desired? Justin Kingston was interested in correcting this, but Ms. Tancred respectfully bowed and then turned to leave. Upstairs, Mia Lane was packing. All items originally belonging to her at Emerald Cove had been cleared away by Kristina Kingston, not even a piece of clothing was left. In the afternoon, Justin Kingston made a list and sent someone to purchase everything needed. The servants helped organize most of it, and she was tidying up some delicate items herself, so they would be convenient to access. The open door gently knocked. Mia Lane stopped her actions and looked back to see Justin Kingston entering with a bag, "Did Anton Ford come?" "It was Ms. Tancred," Justin Kingston placed the bag on the table, "I’ll go call Finn Morgan and talk about the wedding arrangements, I’ll be in the study." "Oh, alright, go ahead." Justin Kingston turned and walked out. For some reason, whenever he heard her call Anton Ford by his name, even without the surname, he felt it was so intimate, and it made him very uncomfortable. But he didn’t want to demand too much from her.