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Twin Treasures: The CEO Wife's 99-Day of Revelations

Chapter 1607: All Powers Begin to Gather
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Chapter 1607: Chapter 1607: All Powers Begin to Gather

The nighttime fountain is beautiful, the water jets occasionally changing colors.

Beneath the white rose vines, Ian Shelby’s silhouette seemed to shimmer as he gazed up at the moon, his thoughts already drifting far away. His strong and handsome presence was truly captivating.

Not just Winnie, but all the socialites and daughters of officials who saw him tonight were involuntarily deeply attracted by Ian Shelby’s aura.

Just as Winnie forced herself to control her racing heartbeat and took steps towards him, ready to approach him closely, he withdrew his gaze, turned around, and headed into the banquet hall.

Ian Shelby did not even glance at her from the corner of his eye.

Winnie halted, looking a bit disappointed at his back. Did he... actually see her just now??

What was he thinking? Could he really not see such a beautiful woman?

The ballroom was still bustling, brightly illuminated.

Exquisite and vibrant flowers adorned the entire hall, and the air was laced with the aroma of wine and floral scents, a very special smell, filling one with delight.

Elegant and melodious music, and dazzlingly gorgeous dresses making one gasp in admiration, the graceful dance moves rarely seen.

The huge crystal chandeliers glistened like stars...

Seated on a chair, the King said to Catherine nearby, "I want to eat a slice of pomelo, could you get it for me?"

"Alright, alright, I’ll go right away." Catherine smiled broadly, happily chatting with Justin Kingston by the King’s side, completely relaxed now.

Just as Catherine left, the King clasped Justin Kingston’s hand.

Sitting in his chair, Justin Kingston turned his gaze, the King whispered to him, "Please, you must help Louis find the culprit who poisoned me. I’m worried that after I die, they will target him."

The King knew about his connection with Ian Shelby? Justin Kingston was slightly stunned, immediately understanding that the King was wary of even Catherine.

Did he consider her the prime suspect?

"Alright." Justin Kingston nodded, confirming with his eyes, "Rest assured, he and I are friends."

"I only drink water, eat regular meals, and take medication each day," the King told him, "If the poison entered through my mouth, it could only be from these sources."

"Hmm." Justin Kingston nodded again, encouraging the King, "Hold on, trust him, and please trust me, this poison can certainly be cured."

Justin Kingston thought, if Ian Shelby can’t handle it, doesn’t he have a trump card wife at home?

Justin Kingston had great faith in Mia Lane; she had managed to heal his mother’s burns when all other doctors were powerless.

"There’s one more thing I hope you..." Justin Kingston started to say, but paused as he saw Catherine approaching quickly with half a pomelo in hand.

She glanced in their direction, clearly in a good mood tonight, permanently wearing a smile.

"Here, have some pomelo, it really smells nice, just delivered tonight, freshly picked they’re saying." The princess carefully attended to the King, bringing the pomelo to his lips.

At this moment, Ian Shelby was walking over, Jocelyn Morgan and Taylor also chatting while heading their way.

Catherine turned her gaze towards them.

"Father." Ian Shelby arrived before the King, his lips curving slightly, speaking warmly, "I’ve found you an Arabic doctor, reputedly skilled in medicine."

The King understood his intentions, as they had previously discussed this, he smiled, "Great, you really worked hard, I will certainly cooperate fully with the treatment."

But some trusted people around the King knew that his internal organs were starting to fail, and his current state was maintained only with the support of a special medicine provided by the royal physician.

Catherine considered it unnecessary, who could have better medical skills than the royal physician?

"But currently there’s a problem, we need someone who can translate Arabic to accompany you at all times." Ian Shelby continued, "Moreover, this doctor’s pronunciation isn’t very standard."

The King thought for a moment, understanding his meaning, "You arrange it?"

Before Catherine could speak, Justin Kingston spoke softly, "My sister knows Arabic, she majored in it at university and understands various dialects."

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