Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 72

lan’s ears perked up upon hearing Maja’s familiar voice. He looked up to see her approaching him, and as he glanced at the dog tag number, it struck him as rather familiar. Coco, sensing Maja’s presence, immediately jumped up, her tail wagging vigorously.

Maja found it inappropriate to hand the wad of cash to lan directly and instead offered it to Jeff, his assistant.

“Thanks a lot. Coco sneaked out while we weren’t watching. We’re really sorry for the trouble.”

Jeff hesitated for a moment before calmly accepting the money.

As Maja took the dog leash from him, she noticed the Hermes logo engraved on it. The tip she gave probably wouldn’t even cover the cost of the leash.

All of a sudden, Maja felt like giving them money was not only an insult to lan but also to his assistant.

Nevertheless, the money was already out of her hands, and asking for it back would only add to the embarrassment.

Fortunately, lan shut down his laptop and removed his Bluetooth earpiece. Maja quickly shortened the leash, afraid Coco might offend him. lan paused slightly as he passed her. Coco, looking very pleased, stuck out her tongue, eyes gleaming. It seemed like she liked him.

lan raised an eyebrow. “Penny?”

Before Maja could respond, Coco started barking as if answering him. Ian chuckled and walked away. Maja felt her face getting hot. She looked down at Coco.

What are

head, causing her tail to

had no choice but to call Maria and inform her that Coco had been found. Maria finally relaxed, and Maja placed Coco in the passenger seat before driving back to Rosewood Manor. Upon their arrival, Maria checked Coco over

make sure to

Coco is lively. Always remember to close

course, I’ll

mother’s death anniversary. She packed a few clothes, called Daly Elston, and told him she’d be back in

not

fault? We have some prime

“Sure.”

would probably make him

on the limited information she

agreed, she could immediately create

due to his busy work schedule,

few bottles of fine wine

the highway, she saw a Bentley

in such a poor county

glanced at it briefly, not bothering to check the license plate, and smoothly exited the highway, heading towards Daly’s house.