CHAPTER 64: CHAPTER 64: CAN’T BEAT HIM AT HIS OWN GAME

Mia Lane was slightly taken aback, but then quickly regained her usual calm composure, "You must have mistaken me."

As their eyes met, Sean Dalton memorized her appearance deeply. It was a familiar feeling, yet he couldn’t recall where he had seen her before.

Mia Lane politely gave her a slight smile and walked away.

When the breeze blew through, it felt as if something brushed past her heart... her vision was also a bit blurry.

If it weren’t for Sean Dalton’s repeated provocations, she might never have gotten involved with the Dalton family in her lifetime.

At the Kingston Group, just as the Lamborghini came to a stop in front of the main building, the phone rang.

Justin Kingston calmly unfastened the seatbelt, took out his phone, glanced at the caller ID, and answered—

"Mr. Kingston, Sean Dalton approached your wife on the roadside, but she didn’t get into her car," the subordinate reported, "This area is difficult to catch a cab, are you really going to let your wife walk back?"

Justin’s gaze deepened, he thought for a moment, hung up the phone, fastened the seatbelt, and restarted the car.

Mia Lane was walking alone, this asphalt road rarely had any cars passing by...

Justin Kingston actually left her here! Does he have any feelings at all? Like a cold-hearted devil!

She couldn’t return to Sunshine Village, walking back would take who knows how long, and whether Uncle Lee’s leg has gotten better was unknown.

In the convertible parked by the roadside, Sean Dalton’s dazzling fingers gently caressed her chin, her elegant brows slightly furrowed, she was utterly puzzled.

Who exactly is Mia Lane?

Where does this familiar yet slightly panicked feeling come from?

Why has Sean Dalton’s heart become so unsettled ever since seeing Mia Lane?

The ringing phone pulled her thoughts back.

She took out the phone and answered, the other side asked her to return to the set for shooting, with an extremely polite and pleading tone.

"Don’t you understand human language? I said not shooting today!" She irritably hung up, rolling her eyes dramatically!

She had the backing to be arrogant.

The sponsor of this advertisement was the Dalton Group, and she was the future heir of the Dalton Group.

The Lamborghini sped towards Mia Lane’s location.

Justin Kingston tightly gripped the steering wheel, his deep black eyes staring ahead.

He recalled the first time he brought her to a public event, at Hailey Hale’s birthday party, the way she looked at David Garcia was very different.

Now, she is also Ian Shelby’s mentor...

Her relationship with Hailey Hale is not bad, who is the mayor’s daughter, a person many socialites can’t get close to.

How could a woman who lived in a poor village for seven years have connections with these people?

About ten minutes later, the Lamborghini came to an abrupt stop next to Mia Lane.

The car wheels left a long brake mark on the ground! The sound of the brakes startled her!

"Are you insane?!" Mia turned her eyes and found out it was him!

Surprised, she didn’t want to deal with him at all, so she quickened her pace and walked forward!

The Lamborghini moved a little forward again and stopped next to her.

This time, Mia Lane started running directly!

Justin Kingston’s gaze was deep, he started the car again, matching its speed with her running pace.

Mia Lane was very angry! He was actually messing with her like this! How could she possibly outrun a Lamborghini??

Justin Kingston seemed to have plenty of time, one hand on the steering wheel, the other resting on the window, controlling the speed, his gaze thoughtfully resting on her.

Unconsciously, in her sulk, she had already run a few hundred meters.

Not being much of an exerciser, her legs were sore and weak, running like this wasn’t a solution, and she finally stopped, panting heavily.

Bending over to support her knees, Mia Lane’s head felt a bit dizzy.

Her gaze lightly glanced to the side, noticing a pair of shiny leather shoes catching her eye.

Resigned, she closed her eyes for a moment, took a few deep breaths, stood straight, and looked up at him.

Justin Kingston stood in front of her with his hands in his pockets, slightly teasing as he asked, "Planning to run back?"

She gritted her teeth, "Consider this round yours." Then she walked around the car, opened the door, and sat in the passenger seat, stewing with frustration inside!

Justin Kingston chuckled softly and got into the car as well.

All the way, he drove her back to Emerald Cove, his gaze deep, lips thinly pressed, occasionally glancing at her, no one knew what he was thinking.

The phone rang, but he didn’t answer, not even glancing at the caller ID.