Twin Treasures: The CEO Wife's 99-Day of Revelations-Chapter 1130: Wanting to Stay but Unable to Stay
Upon hearing this, Mia Lane’s eyes were filled with laughter, "You’re jealous even when my brother protects me. If it weren’t for my dad holding you back, would you have gone up and punched him?"
"Very likely." Justin Kingston said seriously while driving, "Anyone who dares to make a move on my wife is just looking for trouble."
"I don’t think anyone would dare." Mia Lane intentionally leaned closer to him, her smile radiantly happy, "I think this is what security feels like!"
Justin Kingston glanced at her, his eyes full of affection.
Just as the couple left, David Dalton and Trevor were having a drink in the courtyard.
It wasn’t the first time the two drank together, but today’s mood was entirely different. It was the first time a father and son drank together.
"President Dalton." Trevor quickly switched roles, surprising David Dalton as he looked up at him.
He said, "No matter what happens in the future, I will protect you, more than ever before." After speaking, he raised his glass to his father and then tilted his head back, draining it.
"Trevor."
David Dalton took a sip of liquor and calmly said, "Even if Ethan recovers, the group will ultimately be yours. I won’t let him go into business, won’t let him step into the company for even a step."
Just because he was Joan Graham’s son, David Dalton naturally didn’t value him much.
Hearing this, Trevor was a bit surprised, "He’s your son too, it’s better to treat both fairly. I’ve never thought of taking over the group."
"But you’re steady by nature, and no one but you is suited to be the successor of the group." David Dalton’s voice was crisp and calm, "Just think of it as helping your dad out! Dad’s old, and the company needs someone to take over."
"..." Trevor’s emotions were complicated.
Father and son looked at each other; time seemed to stand still, and then they clinked glasses again, both downing their drinks, ending the conversation there.
Trevor also harbored goodwill towards Ethan Dalton, just like Stella.
The next morning.
Vera Ford got up very early, prepared breakfast, and quietly waited at the door of Ian Shelby’s bedroom.
Ten minutes passed, twenty minutes passed, and finally, the door opened.
"Good morning, Ian!" the girl greeted brightly.
Ian Shelby was startled, "...Good morning, do you need something from me?" It seemed she had been waiting for a long time.
"I made breakfast, waiting for you to eat together!" Vera was dressed beautifully, her smile warm, "I made your favorite fresh soy milk and sago porridge."
Ian Shelby glanced at her and stepped toward the stairs, "Didn’t I say it didn’t need to be so much trouble? I could eat out."
"It’s no trouble at all! Not in the slightest!" Vera quickly followed, her voice as sweet as honey, "Anyway, I won’t have the chance to make you breakfast in the future." Although she felt a bit sour inside, her face carried a smile.
Ian Shelby remained calm, not asking her to stay, "I’ll take you to see the house at three in the afternoon."
In the living room, the beautiful morning light just happened to shine through the window, casting a golden glow on Ian Shelby’s tall figure, enhancing his elegant appearance, brows and eyes like paintings, like a prince from ancient books.
Vera Ford was deeply attracted by his appearance in an instant, unable to help but look at him a few more times.
To her, Ian Shelby seemed to have a kind of magic power, and coupled with his talent, it was very easy for someone to become infatuated.
"What’s wrong?" Ian Shelby asked as he turned to her when she didn’t respond, "Do you have something at three?"
"No, no, I have nothing." Vera knew she had to go see it; after all, it was the house he picked, she had no choice in the matter.
"I’ll find you at three." She agreed readily, not insisting, "Let’s go, and have breakfast first."
In the dining room.
Ian Shelby was startled by the full table of breakfast, with eight or nine kinds, "How early did you get up?"
"I got up at five. I know you’re a doctor, so I paid special attention to gut health. Eating at home is much cleaner and more hygienic than outside." She seemed like a perfect housewife.
Ian Shelby sat down in the chair, "Thanks for your hard work."
Although he didn’t have much expression, those words made Vera Ford particularly happy!







