"I’m not really sure about his situation, and I’ve never met that girl." Mia Lane was shocked inside, "He has a fiancée, so what’s going on between him and Hailey? Even if he doesn’t love her anymore, shouldn’t he call off the engagement first? Is the engagement called off?" "Not sure, I’ve never asked about his feelings." Mia pondered again, "If he loves his fiancée, then why isn’t he getting married? Why are they not even in the same city?" "Who can say for sure when it comes to matters of the heart?" Justin Kingston gazed deeply, holding her hand tightly. He only wanted to spend his life with his little Mia; he wasn’t interested in anyone else’s affairs. Up until tonight, neither Lydia Ingram nor Justin Kingston had received any news about Monica Usher. This woman seemed to have vanished into thin air. Barbara Sutton returned to her rented room; after showering, she put on a newly bought dress. Standing in front of the mirror, she still couldn’t feel happy. The image of Hailey Hale with Special Assistant Morgan was like a thorn, hurting both her eyes and her heart. Despite gritting her teeth and spending half a month’s salary, this dress really suited her. Though if she were attending an evening banquet, under the spotlight, it would still be quite overshadowed. Barbara Sutton also wanted to experience the high-society life, especially since this time it was free; it wouldn’t hurt to explore a bit. She picked up her phone and dialed Monica Usher’s number, but it was still unreachable. The situation with CEO Kingston was unclear, and she didn’t dare to ask anymore. The next morning, at Kingston Group, inside the minimalist and elegant CEO’s office. "CEO Kingston." Finn Morgan came directly to Justin Kingston after entering, "Actually, about Hailey Hale and me..." "No need to explain." Justin Kingston raised his gaze while sitting in the office chair, with a slight smile on his lips, "She’s not anything to me, no need for explanation." "No, CEO Kingston..." "Go get busy." Justin Kingston chuckled. Finn Morgan felt a headache, "No, please give me a minute! I still need to explain." Then, speaking at lightning speed with the simplest words, he told the whole story’s context to him. He added a final sentence, "Just don’t want any misunderstandings." Justin Kingston said nothing, smiling at him with a very gentle aura, "Okay, I know, you go on then." Thinking, would they need to announce formally if they end up together? The Victoria Hotel, owned by Justin Kingston. This meant the Kingston Group’s charity gala held every five years was on its own turf. Three hours before the banquet started, the staff carried out detailed checks on security measures, ensuring there were no risks. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by noᴠelfire.net The flowers used for venue decoration were all airlifted from Nethria. The journalists and media had been waiting on-site, excited to the point of losing sleep overnight. Philanthropists with invitation cards entered the venue one after another. The parking lot was filled with luxury cars, and graceful men and women emerged from them. In the grand banquet hall, the crystal lights radiated beautiful illumination, and young, handsome waiters skated around, serving every guest present. Among the perfumed and elegantly dressed crowd, everyone was a known figure, exchanging greetings and brief chats. Hailey Hale arrived by Finn Morgan’s car, and they both had entered the banquet hall. She wasn’t wearing a gown tonight, still sporting messy braids with colorful strings that were particularly eye-catching, with a ripped denim jacket over a white tank top. She had come for the cake tonight, having heard they invited Italy’s most famous pastry chef to make desserts on-site. "Foodie." Finn Morgan couldn’t help but tease when hearing her goal. She confidently responded, "Food is the priority of people, I especially like sweets, and I’ve tried all the renowned cake shops in Riventhal." A Lamborghini pulled up outside the banquet hall. The driver with double-row gold buttons stepped out of the driver’s seat and respectfully opened the car’s back door.