Chapter 462: Chapter 462

Mia Lane still believed his previous explanation, but she didn’t apologize. If she did, he would feel even more guilty.

Yet in her heart, Mia Lane had said sorry to this man countless times.

"I’m sorry." After Anton Miller’s wound was bandaged, he looked at everyone and said sincerely, "It’s my fault. I dragged you down with me, and we almost lost our lives."

"No one needs to apologize anymore." Justin Kingston calmly spoke, restoring his usual calm demeanor, "Getting rid of Elias Colton is also a public service."

"Right." Ian Shelby agreed, "Everyone, get in the car first. Let’s head back, change clothes, and properly treat the wounds to prevent infection."

Justin Kingston guided Mia Lane into the car, with Anton Miller next to them.

The three subordinates squeezed in, Justin Kingston lifted Mia Lane onto his lap like a child.

"Does it hurt? Am I putting pressure on you?" she asked, worried.

He wrapped his arm around her waist, "The wound is on my back, not my legs."

When the Volvo returned to Ian Shelby’s villa, a stretch Lincoln was parked in the yard.

"Mrs. Kingston is here," Ian Shelby turned back to remind them.

Everyone in the car froze for a moment, Justin Kingston included, thinking her timing was truly inconvenient.

At the entrance of the living room.

Kristina Kingston had been watching the car for a long time, wondering why no one was getting out.

Everyone was dirty; Mia Lane’s hair was messy, and she couldn’t help feeling anxious. Would their barely improved relationship collapse the moment they got out?

Justin Kingston took Mia Lane’s hand, interlocking their fingers, and led her out of the car.

The driver’s side door opened as well, and Ian Shelby got out.

Everyone in the car got out, including Justin Kingston’s three subordinates.

Among them, only Ian Shelby looked somewhat normal, while the others resembled refugees who had narrowly escaped death.

Kristina Kingston watched them approach, disbelief filling her eyes!

She had countless questions!

Especially as her gaze landed on her son, she was shocked and immensely worried!

With Mia Lane on one side and Anton Miller on the other, Kristina Kingston’s eyes burned with anger! She was sure they had caused trouble, dragging her son down!

"Where have you all been?!" Kristina Kingston’s tone was full of reproach, "How did you end up ? Were you fighting again? Whose reputation were you defending?!"

Clearly, the most obvious and severe injuries were on Anton Miller, but Kristina Kingston only cared about Justin Kingston and directed her blame at Anton Miller.

The look she gave him was full of disdain and warning! Original content can be found at novel✦fire.net

Justin Kingston stopped in front of his mother, "Mom, you should go back. We all need to treat our wounds; there’s no time to entertain you."

Saying this, Justin Kingston led the group inside.

Kristina Kingston turned and saw her son’s blood-stained back, her heart skipping a beat!

She grabbed Anton Miller as he passed by, "Tell me! Was it you?!" her eyes filled with hatred.

Before Anton Ford could answer, Justin Kingston turned and pulled his mother’s hand away, then said to Ian Shelby, "Ian, take Anton inside to treat his wounds."

The name Anton carried concern.

Ian Shelby patted Anton Miller’s uninjured shoulder, "Let’s go." Motioning him to go inside.

If it were the past, Anton Miller would definitely argue back with Kristina Kingston, but now he felt calm inside, unwilling to argue.

He stepped follow Ian Shelby inside.

Kristina Kingston was taken aback; her son’s attitude deeply hurt her as a mother!

Did her son not care about her feelings?

"Mom." Justin Kingston said to her, "This matter is a bit complicated. I’ll explain it to you later; you should go back for now."

Once Anton Miller left, Kristina Kingston turned her gaze to Mia Lane, hoping for an explanation.

But Mia Lane had just cried, her face still streaked with tears, and under her mother-in-law’s gaze, she was not in a good mental state.

Kristina Kingston weighed the situation for a moment, then turned her gaze back to her son, and said faintly, "Come home for dinner tonight." With that, she stepped away.