Twin Treasures: The CEO Wife's 99-Day of Revelations

Chapter 134: Chapter 134: This Is Sean Dalton

She had just looked through Cora Yates’s information again downstairs; she was an impressive pharmacist, but her age... it made one doubt her abilities.

Kristina Kingston’s eyes were dark and contemplative. If this woman had come specifically to deceive her, she’d make sure she wouldn’t die a good death!

The mere mention of Cora Yates rekindled hope in her heart.

By this time, night had already fallen, Kingston Group’s lights were bright, and employees were leaving one by one.

Justin Kingston had been delayed at the company by some matters, so he was returning home a bit late today.

The Lamborghini stopped at Emerald Cove.

The driver opened the car door for him, and in the darkness of night, Justin Kingston stepped out with his long legs, wearing a dark, custom-made English coat. He walked toward the living room, exuding an innate aura.

”Good evening, Mr. Kingston,” Butler Shelby greeted him at the door, taking his coat from him.

Justin Kingston headed upstairs, but came back down shortly after.

The butler was puzzled, and Justin asked, ”Hasn’t my wife returned yet?”

The butler shook his head.

Justin asked again, ”She hasn’t been back all day?”

”No.”

Strange, she left early this morning and still hasn’t returned. What on earth is she doing?

Justin didn’t show too much concern in front of the butler but went back upstairs once more.

After reaching the study, he took out his phone and called her.

Unexpectedly, it was turned off!

Where did she go? As her husband, Justin had no idea.

He administered a dose of nutritional solution to himself, took a hot bath, and couldn’t figure it out—had he offended her somehow?

She hadn’t left with any apparent anger.

After the bath, he returned to the study to read a bit, occasionally glancing out the window, still not seeing Mia Lane.

She probably won’t come home tonight, right?

Justin felt a bit disheartened and irritable, lying alone in bed, his thoughts began to drift far away...

All he could see in front of him was her image, which wouldn’t leave his mind.

That night, he was sleepless, though he wouldn’t admit it.

Meanwhile, at Clearwater Bay, Ian Shelby and Mia Lane were also wide awake all night, working together seamlessly in the pharmaceutical research lab.

To save time, they needed to develop the first drug quickly, as the second one couldn’t be applied until three days later.

As dawn approached, a beautiful sunset broke through the window, creating a serene and wonderful morning.

The first bottle of the drug was successfully developed!

The two of them joyfully stared at the hard-won small bottle on the table. Mia, still wearing a mask, breathed a sigh of relief.

”Shall we experiment with it?” Ian asked cautiously.

”There’s no time,” she said, her voice slightly lowered. ”My skin is already like this; could it really get any worse?”

Indeed, it couldn’t get much worse.

Cora Yates labeled the bottle, ”It’s just a lubricant; it doesn’t have much healing effect on its own, but it’s indispensable. Go see if she’s up and apply it to her, then note the time,” she instructed.

”Master, you should get some sleep; you’ve been up all night, and your health is important,” Ian said, taking the bottle. ”Leave the rest to me.”

”I’ll finish things up here.” She wasn’t tired at all, ”You go ahead, we’ll rest together later.”

”Alright.”

Today was an entirely new day.

The entertainment industry welcomed a highly anticipated big event.

The opening ceremony of ”Purple Gold Bay Love” was held at a hotel, attracting media and industry insiders from all over. The promotional photos were flawlessly perfect, and even the supporting cast’s visuals could easily steal the spotlight.

The actors were already up early, arriving at the hotel, and the stylists and makeup artists were ready even earlier.

The lawn in the hotel’s backyard was expansive, with warm sunshine.

Sean Dalton sat with her eyes closed on a lounge chair, dressed fashionably, while two makeup artists attended to her on either side, handling her so gently that they were afraid to disturb her.

”Miss Dalton, could you sit up and open your eyes?” one of the female makeup artists reminded her, ”We need to do your eye makeup.”

The resting Sean Dalton didn’t open her eyes or speak; she seemed to have fallen asleep.

In the sunlight, her delicate face was beautiful, like a princess.