Both of them were very cautious, subtly observing the surroundings with the corner of their eyes, but saw no one; even the guards were stationed at a distance."Jocelyn, Catherine didn’t give you a hard time, did she?" Ian Shelby, despite feeling a bit jealous, asked with concern.
Because he recalled the image of Taylor with his arm around her shoulders, which made him very uncomfortable inside.
"No, not at all." Jocelyn continued walking and glanced sideways at him with a smile, she didn’t want to worry him. Seeing him so worn out, she truly felt a deep ache in her heart.
However, in Ian Shelby’s eyes, that smile oddly caused a slight heartache.
They walked on, each lost in their own thoughts.
He was pondering, what exactly had Taylor done to her to make his father so angry?
It was the first time Ian Shelby felt a dislike towards Taylor.
Just as Jocelyn Morgan was preparing her emotions, ready to say something to him.
Not far away, a servant was walking toward them.
So, they deliberately widened the distance between them a little, this feeling of being so close yet acting like strangers made them both feel quite uneasy inside.
She really wanted to ask about his research results.
At that moment, Jocelyn noticed his pace quickening noticeably.
Soon, Ian Shelby’s figure disappeared from her view, Jocelyn Morgan felt a pang in her chest and couldn’t help but slow down her steps.
She had a strong premonition that Ian was upset.
Thinking back, she suddenly realized that her seemingly insignificant smile might have hurt him.
After all, he was worried about her, yet it seemed as if he was worried for nothing.
Ian Shelby entered the palace to visit his father, concerning himself with his health and state.
Jocelyn returned to the palace and locked herself in the study, but had no mind to read, sitting at the desk, brooding over——
Thinking of a way to meet Ian, even if just for five short minutes, would be incredibly precious to her.
She, a girl who writes novels, knew full well that misunderstandings are deadly.
Misunderstandings between couples must be cleared up in time, or they can severely affect the relationship, potentially leading to missed opportunities.
And arranging a meeting, Justin Kingston could help with that.
So, Jocelyn Morgan was waiting for him.
At that moment, a private jet flew lower and lower, successfully landing and beginning to decelerate, finally coming to a stable stop at the royal airport.
To strengthen her relationship with Justin Kingston, Catherine brought Julie to personally welcome him, and they had already been waiting for some time.
This was an unprecedented reception for others.
The airplane door opened, and under the warm sun, Justin Kingston emerged.
He appeared before everyone’s eyes, a black coat casually draped over his shoulders, not properly worn, with hands in his pockets, yet still retaining an innate nobility. That presence was something he was born with.
Following behind Kingston were a few companions, all standing straight with extraordinary bearing.
The crowd descended the gangway.
Everyone who came to welcome fixated their gaze on Justin Kingston; his towering figure was like that of a celestial being, his dark eyes fathomless, as if harboring the mysterious power of a black hole, dangerous, yet embodying an allure.
Justin Kingston always generated a sense of innate reverence, adoration, and fascination.
No matter where he appeared, he would become the focal point; he was the chosen one, yet still invoked a daunting feeling, keeping most people at a distance.
Catherine maintained a constant smile, and as he approached, she too stepped forward, her smile widening.
"CEO Kingston, Happy New Year." She initiated conversation, having learned about Riventhal’s customs; the New Year had just passed.
Chapter 1676: Justin Kingston Arrives
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