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

The call ended, and Justin Kingston turned around to sit against the headboard, pulling the covers over his chest as he dialed Finn Morgan’s number.

Not caring what time it was, nor whether he was asleep.

After all, Jocelyn’s matter was something everyone was deeply concerned about.

”Hello, CEO Kingston.” Receiving a call in the middle of the night made Finn Morgan very nervous, ”What’s up?” he asked, ears perked.

”I just received a call from Ian Shelby. He said he saw updates on Jocelyn’s novel. Quickly find someone to check the IP address where the novel was posted. You know the site where she signed the first publication, right?”

”I know.” Finn Morgan was utterly shocked. The novel updated?!

He hung up the phone, fully awake, and hurriedly opened the novel website on his phone... the novel that hadn’t updated in four or five days was really updated!

”What’s wrong?” Hailey Hale, lying beside him, also grew anxious, ”Honey, what’s going on?” Through the light from the phone screen, she could see his tension and urgency.

Finn Morgan stared at the screen, his voice trembling with joy, ”Jocelyn’s novel updated, it updated!”

”What?!” Hailey Hale propped herself up, then felt a surge of joy, ”She’s still alive?! That’s great!” She pushed him again, ”Hurry and tell Mom and Dad! Hurry!”

”Wait a minute.” Finn Morgan calmed himself and quickly opened his contacts, ”Let me make a call first.”

”Call who?” Hailey was puzzled; shouldn’t Mom and Dad be the first ones to know? They hadn’t slept well in many days.

Finn Morgan put the phone to his ear and after a while, spoke hastily, ”Hello! Gigi!”

”Finn Morgan brother?” The little one asked calmly, ”What’s wrong?”

”Need a favor, it’s urgent!”

”Tell me.”

”...”

Right, does it need someone else to check?

Here we have an existing computer genius who even dares to hack his dad’s computer, easily taking on the Blue Sky plan. Checking an IP address is a simple task!

So Finn Morgan entrusted this task to Gigi.

Then he went to his parent’s bedroom to share the good news with them.

Night was falling deeper at Emerald Cove.

In the master bedroom, the small night light emitted a soft glow, enhancing the atmosphere. Justin Kingston shared the possibility of Jocelyn still being alive with the woman next to him, even though Mia Lane had overheard the phone call.

But telling her was a form of respect.

”That’s wonderful, waking up from sleep and you might find her, right?” Mia Lane speculated, ”Did she lose her memory? Is that why she hasn’t contacted the family?”

Justin Kingston didn’t answer her question, turning to press his thin lips upon those soft cherry lips once more...

Her fingers clasped on his back slowly slid down from that solid waistline... responding to him.

Outside the window, snowflakes started falling, one after another, mesmerizingly beautiful.

It’s almost New Year’s again.

At this hour, Ian Shelby found himself wide awake despite spending the entire day at the hospital, busy like a spinning top, even though he felt mentally and physically exhausted by the time he got off work.

But now, his mood was exceedingly joyful, as if a flower bloomed inside.

Jocelyn is still alive!

His Jocelyn is still alive!

The swirling snowflakes danced like the catkins in spring, beautiful and romantic.

The night was exceptionally quiet.

Ian Shelby wore a white turtleneck sweater, one hand resting on the balcony rail, the other holding a glass of blueberry wine.

Every now and then he gently swirled the glass, taking a small sip now and then. Tonight was destined to be sleepless, not due to sadness, but excitement.

With morning comes good news! Tracking an IP address is exceedingly simple for the Kingston Group.

Three o’clock in the morning.

A sleepless Ian Shelby opened the novel website page again, registered an account using his name, and left a comment at the end of the Chapter of ”One Baby Two Treasures: Kingston Mommy Uncovered in 99 Days” —

”Jocelyn, where are you? It’s Ian Shelby, I’m looking for you, thinking about you.”

”Jocelyn, is it you? Are you safe?”

”Jocelyn, are you asleep?”

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