Twin Treasures: The CEO Wife's 99-Day of Revelations-Chapter 1176: A Woman with Wild Fantasies

If audio player doesn't work, press Reset or reload the page.
Chapter 1176: Chapter 1176: A Woman with Wild Fantasies

The next morning, the sun was just rising. ๐š๐ซ๐šŽ๐—ฒ๐•จ๐ž๐›๐•Ÿ๐š˜๐ฏ๐šŽ๐—น.๐•”๐จ๐—บ

Justin Kingston drove Mia Lane to Providence Hospital. Recently, she had been primarily on leave from the company, as nothing was more important than Ethanโ€™s health.

The best treatment period was this year; beyond that, the effectiveness wouldnโ€™t be as apparent.

Justin could understand and express his support.

Healing Ethan Dalton, allowing him to have his own life, was something Mia had always wanted to do for David Dalton, giving her father a healthy and normal son, so he could be at ease in his later years.

"Are you going to the prison now?" Mia asked him, actually reminding him.

"Yes." Justin nodded, "You go tell our brother; he can definitely see his mom within an hour."

"With your word, I can rest assured!" Mia felt especially comforted, "Iโ€™ll thank my brother-in-law on my brotherโ€™s behalf!"

Then she waved to him, and Justin blew her a kiss as his Lamborghini drove away.

Mia turned and entered the hospital.

In the driverโ€™s seat, Justin, wearing a black shirt, narrowed his eyes slightly; like a king of hell, he looked a bit terrifying when he wasnโ€™t smiling.

Thinking of that fearless woman Joan Graham, he was still very angry!

If Trevor hadnโ€™t appeared in time that day, it would have been Sean Dalton with a severe head injury, and the one locked in the asylum, delirious, wouldnโ€™t be Sean Dalton.

This incident still left Justin with a lingering fear.

In prison.

Joan Graham had gotten up at six, followed the team to do two hours of handicrafts, and was currently receiving breakfast.

Day after day, it was so dull. When would this life end?

"56393, come here!"

Joan turned her head abruptly, looking blankly and fearfully at the prison guard. All this time in here, the guards had never called for her.

She only had a number, almost forgetting her own name, "W-whatโ€™s the matter?" she asked a bit timidly, used to being scolded.

Spoiled for so many years, she wasnโ€™t used to working in prison, and no one gave her special treatment. It was already good enough that Justin didnโ€™t end her life.

So every day was spent in fear and trepidation.

"Come on! Follow me to meet someone! Stop eating." The guard snatched the bowl from her hand, placed it aside, and then started to leave.

Joan was restless inside. Meet who?

Could she be getting released? Had David Garcia come to save her?

Joan was overjoyed and couldnโ€™t help but quicken her pace, "Excuse me... who wants to see me?"

"CEO Kingston."

"..." Joanโ€™s steps halted, her face turned pale instantly, and even her heart skipped a beat!

Seeing that she hadnโ€™t caught up, the guard stopped, turning to scold, "Whatโ€™s your deal? Hurry up! Donโ€™t keep him waiting!"

Joan, with a heart full of unease, started moving again, her mind completely blank.

What should she do?

Justin had come... Joan was engulfed in fear, she could even imagine his expression, that deadly gaze.

She started trembling before they even met.

Justinโ€™s car was parked outside the prison, and he was in the waiting room.

Someone prepared tea for him, "CEO Kingston, have you had breakfast?" The person bowed, following his every word.

Justin didnโ€™t answer, keeping his hands in his pockets, standing still, staring coldly at the door.

"CEO Kingston, why not take a seat? Sheโ€™ll be brought over soon."

Justinโ€™s eyes narrowed slightly, "No need." Eyeing the guard bringing a woman in prison clothes over.

Justin looked down at her coldly, his entire aura darkening slightly.

Joan didnโ€™t even dare to breathe heavily, nor did she dare to look directly at his eyes, only feeling her scalp tingling.

"CEO Kingston, the person has been brought." The guard reported, then stepped aside quickly, hoping to avoid any collateral damage.

Joan knew Justin was here to see her. Since he didnโ€™t speak, she didnโ€™t know what to say either.

Every second was torture.

Bravely, she dared to look up, only to be frightened into silence by the intimidation in his eyes.

"Get her a change of clothes and comb her hair." Justin instructed, his thin lips slightly parted.

Joanโ€™s eyes lit up, as if seeing hope, "CEO Kingston, are you taking me out of here? Am I... am I being released?"