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

Chapter 664: Chapter 664: Monica Usher’s Miscalculation

”Of course, I love all of you,” Justin said, carrying her into the living room as bright lights shone on them.

”You can’t love everyone equally. You have to pick one! Daddy, who do you love most?” Dolly blinked her big eyes, eagerly waiting for an answer.

”I love Dolly the most!” Justin kissed her little cheek.

”Yay! Daddy loves me the most!”

Laughter and joyous voices echoed from the living room.

Just then, Kristina Kingston came out of the bathroom, very happy to see her son and daughter-in-law return, ”Mary, hurry and tidy up the bedrooms upstairs.”

Then she said to Justin and Mia Lane, ”Are you staying over tonight?”

Before they could respond, the kids started insisting—

”Daddy, Mommy, stay over tonight!”

”Okay, okay.” The couple replied in unison, ”We’ll stay, we’ll stay.” It was rare for everyone to be so happy.

Gigi jumped off Mia Lane’s lap, grabbed her hand, and said excitedly, ”Mommy! Let me show you the playground! Grandma made us a playground! It’s in the backyard!”

”Daddy, let’s go too!”

The children tugged the grown-ups outside. Mia Lane glanced back, ”Mom, we’re heading out now.”

”All right, all right.” Kristina Kingston hurriedly instructed the nearby servants, ”Go cut some fruit and brew tea, why are you standing there dazed?”

”Yes, ma’am.” They were so delighted that they zoned out for a moment.

Just like that, the couple was pulled by the children, running excitedly out of the living room towards the backyard.

”Hurry up! We’re almost there!”

When the vast playground came into view, Mia Lane, who had seen a lot in life, was quite surprised. How much did this cost?

The thoughtfulness behind it... is truly exceptional!

”This is a gift from Grandma!”

”Made especially for us! It’s so much fun inside!”

”Mommy, I want to live at Grandma’s house forever! She’s so good to us!”

”Mommy, Grandma really loves us so much!”

Listening to the children chatter on, Mia Lane felt incredibly softened inside, touched by the warmth. Everything was getting better, the future would surely be happier.

Under the moonlight, the family of four walked hand in hand, smiles of happiness on their faces.

Tonight, she and Justin decided to stay.

In Clearwater Bay, an even warmer and happier scene unfolded.

They ate fruit platters, drank tea, played chess, and chatted... Kristina Kingston, as usual, told stories to the children.

She was genuinely happy and no longer repented for her past actions.

The past was the past; the most important thing is the future. The family must be happy in the days to come.

The next morning.

At Aethel Falls, Monica Usher handed a sum of money to the cabin owner and successfully obtained all the room keys.

She swiped open every unoccupied cabin door, searching for any traces Mia Lane and the others might have left...

Whether it was too late or not, the inside was cleaned spotless.

Not a single scrap of paper was left.

Before leaving, she noticed there were surveillance cameras there, thinking she had caught a ray of hope, but upon asking the owner, he told her that since the first day Miss Lane and the others checked in, the cameras had been turned off.

”Their precautions are quite thorough.” Monica’s eyes gleamed with a cold light.

Having found nothing, she sat in the pavilion outside the wood cabins, unable to help recalling the dream from last night—

Lydia Ingram, drunk, heavily pinned her down on the bed and tore her clothes apart, rendering her cries for help useless...

This kind of dream wasn’t the first; she had these nightmares for several nights in a row, driving Monica nearly to the brink.

Every time she recalled the details of the dream, fear gripped her heart.

Could Lydia Ingram be that evil?

Would he harm her?

She told herself, she must be on guard against this scumbag. Either finish the true love series, or resign.

At the cabin.

The designers from the R-Alan Group were in ordinary states, much like they were in the company office.

None of them were in excellent condition, nor did they have the so-called inspiration.

There were tasks, so they just buried their heads and drew.

Including Monica herself, who hadn’t been in a good state; the recent nightmares troubled her mind.

In the city, at a certain apartment.

Hailey Hale and Finn Morgan sat at the dining table having breakfast. Today they weren’t eating noodles; he went downstairs especially to buy her some steaming hot food.

”You’re not going to the office today?” Hailey Hale took a sip of soymilk, blinking as she looked at him, ”Actually, you could go; I’m fine.”