Twin Treasures: The CEO Wife's 99-Day of Revelations-Chapter 1179: Slipping Away Right Under Ian Shelby’s Nose

Chapter 1179: Chapter 1179: Slipping Away Right Under Ian Shelby’s Nose

"Jocelyn, let’s leave after finishing the cake."

Trevor’s gentle gaze fell on the girl, as if intentionally speaking for Ian to hear.

Sure enough, Ian looked up at Jocelyn Morgan.

"Didn’t you say noon? So soon?" Jocelyn Morgan asked, blinking while eating the cake.

Trevor told her, "We also need to do some preparation work."

So what were they going to do?

Ian only caught the tail end of the conversation; he was late!

"Auntie, how does the porridge taste? Does it suit your palate?" Trevor’s voice was gentle, a slight smile on his lips, and he naturally called her auntie.

Ian always called her aunt.

Ian thought this man was quite scheming!

"Delicious." Jasmine nodded, a smile of praise on her face, "I haven’t had such tasty porridge in a long time."

Jasmine said, "Thank you, by the way, what’s your name?"

"My name is Trevor, I’m President Dalton’s assistant at The Dalton Group."

"Assistant, huh? My Finn is one too!" Jasmine seemed to find a topic, "So, you must be busy with work usually?"

"It’s alright." Trevor’s voice was gentle.

"Being able to interact with the core figures of the group, you must be very capable too." Jasmine said approvingly.

Trevor smiled modestly, "I’m always learning."

Ian also sensed Jasmine’s high regard for Trevor, and what about Jocelyn?

She was eating cake, although she didn’t have any obvious ideas, but she was going out with Trevor later, which wasn’t good.

Ian couldn’t find a suitable reason to make her stay.

"By the way, Dr. Shelby."

While eating cake, Jocelyn Morgan suddenly came to Ian’s side, "Dr. Shelby, could you please take care of my mom for a bit? I have something to do and will be back soon. If there’s anything, you can call me."

"Sure." 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Can call, right?

With the ability to call, things could be sorted out, Ian felt like he’d found a breakthrough.

He smiled slightly, not in a hurry to leave, not knowing what he was fiddling with, but anyway, the machines were connected to Jasmine’s other hand, and no one understood the data on the dashboard.

After a while, Jasmine finished the porridge.

Trevor took the bowl and put it down.

Jocelyn Morgan also ate half of the cake, "Auntie, we’re leaving now?" She pulled a napkin to wipe her mouth.

The tip of her nose wasn’t wiped clean, Trevor, right under Ian’s nose, reached out to wipe it off for her, "Little kitten."

Jocelyn Morgan instinctively took a step back, feeling quite embarrassed, especially in front of the elders.

Jasmine saw through Trevor’s intentions, he liked Jocelyn.

"Go ahead." Jasmine couldn’t refuse, especially since it was something agreed upon last night.

Just like that, Jocelyn Morgan and Trevor left together right under Ian’s nose, and Ian was in a bad mood. He put away the machines and deliberately noted the time.

"Auntie, where did they go?"

"I don’t know, Trevor needed Jocelyn’s help with something, they arranged it over the phone last night."

"..." Ian regained his composure, "You’ve recovered well, call me if you need anything."

"Okay, you go ahead."

At this time, Justin Kingston entered the hospital with Joan Graham.

Having been in prison for so long, she was a bit unaccustomed to the bustling surroundings, appearing timid and a bit at a loss, but her eyes were full of yearning.

Justin Kingston had an imposing aura, his hands in his pockets, with deep eyes like an ancient galaxy, so deep that it showed no emotion.

In the elevator, Joan Graham stayed far from him, not daring to breathe deeply, always feeling a menacing aura in his eyes.

Of course, Joan Graham was aware of Justin Kingston’s animosity towards her.

Exiting the elevator, she followed him towards the suite where his son was... she felt both anticipation and nervousness.

The quietest ward suite in Providence Hospital.

Ethan Dalton sat on the sofa, and Mia Lane squatted in front of him, helping him tie his shoelaces.

"Sister, where’s my mom?" The little guy could now express his thoughts fluently, he said, "I want to see mom."