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Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 706 Meeting A Client
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“Will go hsoon.” Linda looked up at her while typing with a smile.

Jennifer beamed at her. “Thanks for your hard work.” “Sure.” When Jennifer sat in her chair, Ivan entered the office.

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Linda raised her head after hearing his footsteps. “Good evening, Mr. Marsh,” she greeted him and stood up hurriedly.

Ivan nodded at her in response and sat on the desk, holding Jennifer's hands with concern. “Why so cold?” “I'm alright. Just returned from the outside.” Jennifer stared up at him. “It's chilly outside.” Ivan hurriedly took off his suit jacket and draped it on her shoulders. “Thank you for watching the project.” “I don’t want to make any mistake,” Jennifer replied, “This is my first project after | becthe vice president. | must go it well.” Ivan could tell how stressed she was.

Leaning against her desk with a black shirt, he curled his fingers around hers and put the other hand on her shoulders. He stared at her affectionately.

“What's the matter? Anything else?” “I don’t know why but | cannot tear my gaze off you, Jennifer.” Linda felt envious while witnessing the couple, gazing at them in a daze.

“By the way, Mya and Finnley were on the news today,” Jennifer suddenly said, “Seen those photos?” “Ehn.” Ivan nodded. “I've seen them.” “I didn’t expect a photographer to capture those moments. Those photos are pleasant to the eyes” Jennifer wore a bright smile.

“They are a perfect match.” “Ehn. | can’t agree more.” Ivan tossed her hair to the back of her hair and whispered, “Done your work? | can give you a ride home.” Jennifer asked in confusion, “Givea ride home? Where are you going afterward?” “I need to meet a client at Royal Nightclub,” Ivan answered, “A US company president cto town. It'll taketwo hours or 80." “Go ahead,” Jennifer said gently, “You can’t be late for the appointment. | can hail a taxi home.” “I'll ask Hank to ride you home.” Jennifer knew he was worried, so she nodded in agreement. “Sure. All up to you.” “OK Ivan dialed Hank's number and talked to him. Then he exchanged a few words with Jennifer.

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Jennifer prompted him, “Hurry. Go! We can talk after you return home. Stop chitchatting here.” A smile played on Ivan’s lips. He leaned forward, held the back of her head, and pecked her forehead gently. “See you later, Jennie.” “Be careful when driving.” Ivan let go of her hand reluctantly and turned away.

That was the love Linda longed for--the husband was affluent and loved his wife.

That evening.

All the R-Alan Group's design department employees were excited as they would have a gathering at Royal Nightclub tonight.

Royal Nightclub was a high-end place opening only to certain people. Since they could go there and enjoy a night for free, it was a chance once in a blue moon.

They all squeezed into one elevator, their faces full of joy.

“Will we have food that we've never eaten before?” “Should be. After all, it's Royal Nightclub. I trust its reputation.” “Will Collins join us?” One employee looked around. “I didn’t see her.” “She returned hto get changed,” a coworker answered her. “Mr. Eastwood invited her. She’s our vice president. Of course, she'll go as well. So will Mr. Eastwood. Let's have fun tonight. It's on the company.” “Yeah! Wonderful!” MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 mmMwWLLIOfiflO& 1 MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 MULL TO £2 E1061 mmMwWLIiIOfiflO&1