Chapter 1683: To Relieve the Pain of Longing

"He knows too?" Justin Kingston was surprised, "Could it be that he also suspects you with his father?""People in love are possessive and irrational." This was her perspective; she wrote romance novels, she understood.

Jocelyn said, "Of course he wouldn’t suspect me with his dad, but I can’t guarantee he won’t suspect me with Taylor."

With Taylor behaving that way, she always had some worries.

"CEO Kingston, I often write novels, and novels come from life. If the misunderstandings between us aren’t resolved quickly, it will really affect the feelings between the two of us. He won’t be able to study at ease, and I won’t be happy."

"Alright." Justin Kingston agreed, "This is simple, I’ll arrange it." However, he needed to think of a good way to avoid attention, make everything seem natural, and buy enough time.

Very soon, the matter of Justin Kingston sending sculptures to both Prince Lorelei and Prince Taylor spread within the royal family, mainly due to Catherine’s bragging.

She emphasized that the Kingston Group’s relationship with the Lorelei royal family had further developed and would certainly be long-term and stable in the future.

At this moment, in Ian Shelby’s palace.

He locked himself upstairs in a spacious and bright study, taking out all the instruments from the box.

He was seriously conducting experiments, the research results were about to come out, and he was nervous yet excited.

Afraid that there was poison, but also afraid there wasn’t.

If there’s no poison, it means the killer isn’t planning to act yet, then finding him would be harder than reaching the sky.

When he took out the test paper, dipped it in some liquid, he closely observed with anticipation...

Five minutes passed in such anxiety and unease.

He watched as the white test paper slowly turned black, and Ian Shelby’s heart sank along with it.

The food in the kitchen wasn’t poisoned, but the food served at the table was.

So during this process, everyone who came into contact with the food was suspect for poisoning.

At the same time, he was very saddened.

His father’s health was already dire, the national doctors had declared his life on a countdown, yet this crazed killer still refused to let him go!

Ian Shelby clenched his fists, hating himself for not returning sooner, his nails piercing into his palm as he crushed the test paper, the hatred in his heart was immense!

If he finds out who it is, Ian Shelby will definitely execute them according to the law!

Gradually, he calmed his emotions a bit.

But thinking about Taylor entangling with Jocelyn, the master being pregnant, and CEO Kingston coming all the way to help, Ian Shelby felt incredibly guilty.

The people he cared about, he seemed not to have protected a single one.

What was really going on between Jocelyn and Taylor?

Why were they talking and laughing, and why did he wrap his arm around her shoulder?

At this moment, Ian Shelby felt a bit agitated, not realizing this feeling was jealousy.

Soon, the doorbell rang.

He forced his thoughts back, suppressed his emotions, and calmly tidied up the things on the table and put them away into the cabinet.

Then he opened the door, "What’s the matter?" he asked lightly.

He had told the servants that as long as the study door was locked, he was studying seriously and should not be disturbed, not even at mealtimes.

"I’m sorry, Prince." The servant lowered her head, fearing his blame, she apologized sincerely, "Mr. Kingston has arrived, and he brought Miss Morgan."

Ian Shelby’s expression softened a bit, he was a bit expectant, and continued to listen to her speak—

"Miss Morgan wants to see your sculpture, she heard she wants to learn to paint recently."

The servant explained, "Although Prince Taylor also has this sculpture, after all, Mr. Kingston said she has a boyfriend, and since Prince Taylor has developed feelings for her, Miss Morgan felt it was inappropriate to go there, so she could only come to disturb you."

Ian Shelby understood, she wanted time alone to relieve her longing.

He said faintly, "Then let her come up." He was happy, but couldn’t let the servant see.