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Twin Treasures: The CEO Wife's 99-Day of Revelations-Chapter 1221: Another Layer to Father’s Meaning
Ian Shelby looked at her unwilling expression and asked, "Did I make myself clear?"
"..." Vera Ford didn’t know where she fell short!
"If it wasn’t clear, I can say it again," Ian Shelby told her, "I like Jocelyn Morgan. We’re together."
"..." Vera Ford was very angry and wanted to cry.
But Ian Shelby didn’t want to waste another word with her!
He turned and went straight into the office, leaving Vera Ford at the door.
Vera Ford was also very beautiful, dressed fashionably, with exquisite makeup. Several doctors had expressed their feelings for her, but she had politely declined them all.
In her interactions with colleagues, she was also a well-mannered and knowledgeable person.
Morning, at The Dalton Group.
Trevor, as usual, was dressed in a suit and leather shoes. His tall stature and impressive demeanor showed his innate steadiness with every step.
But today, he seemed to have a greater aura.
After all, he was now the CEO of the group.
In the company, every employee felt he was even more outstanding, someone unattainable for all the single females.
In the office.
Trevor methodically handled various tasks. He was clear-headed and extremely efficient.
He had a special assistant helping him.
He always exuded a mature and steady charm. Under his leadership, The Dalton Group would definitely become better and better.
A morning of busyness, he signed several urgent documents, carefully scrutinizing each one and marking notes on the attention points.
Held two meetings, modified the progress of two projects.
In the afternoon, he was to meet an important client.
Through David Dalton’s years of cultivation, Trevor was already capable of handling things independently.
Starting today, unless there were special circumstances, David Dalton would not come to the company.
He went to the hospital.
"Young Master Ethan has grown two centimeters taller! Simply wonderful!" Butler Warren was full of joy and directly picked him up, "Heavier! I can barely carry you now!"
Ethan Dalton laughed merrily!
David Dalton was also very happy, his face full of kindly smiles, "Stella, you’ve really worked hard during this period."
Even though she was his daughter, the gratitude came from the heart.
"Dad, a family shouldn’t make distinctions. It’s the best time for treatment now," Mia Lane looked at Ethan and smiled with relief, "Thank goodness we didn’t miss it."
"I’ll spend more time with him in the future," David Dalton decided, "You should spend more time with CEO Kingston when you have the chance."
Suddenly Mia Lane understood why her father wanted to give the CEO position to Trevor.
"Both family and personal households need to be nurtured with care." David Dalton was worried about his daughter’s marriage. After all, Justin Kingston was so outstanding, but he didn’t say it outright.
Mia Lane nodded, comprehending him, "I’ve got it, don’t worry, I know what to do."
After all, the other party was Justin Kingston, the legend revered by everyone in Riventhal.
And a man’s nature tends to be fickle, that’s human, something that cannot withstand scrutiny.
After lunch, at The Dalton Group.
Trevor returned to the office, and during his idle moment, he opened his phone and couldn’t help but deliberately look at Jocelyn Morgan’s social media.
Her status changed dramatically; her social media from the past years was all public.
A very authentic person.
Happy or unhappy, she would post everything on her social media.
It made people feel that she was a girl with flesh, blood and soul, very genuine.
Just five minutes ago, she had posted something on her social media—
"They all say autumn is suitable for missing someone, but actually, autumn is more suitable for falling in love."
And attached a photo of an outstretched hand, with sunlight streaming through the fingers.
Was she announcing a relationship?
Her words were filled with happiness.
Trevor looked at that social media post several times. He didn’t give a ’like’, recalling her words from last night, simply hurting silently by himself.
At Providence Hospital, in the doctor’s office.
Ian Shelby, having just finished a segment of work, stood by the window and took out his phone, saw Jocelyn Morgan had just posted on social media, his lips naturally curved into a smile, casually giving a ’like’.
Thinking for a moment before commenting: You’re right.







