Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Chapter 393

Neil fell silent. He had thought lan had no feelings for Maja. Yet here he was, blocking the Pennyfeather family’s business, but also helping them avoid bankruptcy.

“Alright, I need to personally go to the Raymond family and thank him.”

Maja frowned, “Dad, don’t bother. Ian blocked the Pennyfeather family’s business because you and Grandpa Holden were too close. Remember how Grandpa Holden tried to tie him down with marriage? He bolted overseas for three years. lan hates being controlled. If the Pennyfeather family wants to survive, they just need to avoid poking the bear.”

Neil wiped away a tear, still reeling from the shock that the Penny feathers had survived.

Hearing Maja’s words, his heart ached.

1 get it, Maja, but I need to say, you need to take over the company.”

Maja, the interior designer, had already been mingling with clients and understanding the market. That was like a grassroots internship already.

Even when Neil lost his mind, he was determined to hand over the company to his daughter.

Even if Glenn Pennyfeather won his favor, he was only considering giving them a share in the Pennyfeathers.

Maja suddenly fell silent. She didn’t want to take over the company.

Once she finished the design for Greenfield Gardens, she planned to pass Ryan Elston’s properties to her colleagues, and then get back into her art.

Or else, when Herbert returned, she wouldn’t be able to face him.

goal was to rent a studio and participate

aware of

on for two more years,

speechless. Even if Neil rested well, he

now, enduring the double blow of the company’s crisis and Cristina Perkins‘

probably wouldn’t even last a

of fatigue, seeping from her

were her mother, she would definitely

at the Arcadia School of Modern Art, she was cornered and forced into interior design.

response; his coughing

on his

came over the

let me think

answer, just stared blankly at the blood on the blanket.

in just then to change his medicine,

Pennyfeather, please stay calm.”

sat on the bed, pale, with traces of blood on his lips.

out for only two more years?

to lan, or else she’d have no one

hanging up. Maja fell into a tired sleep.

until evening, waking

her eyes, washed her face to freshen up,

wasn’t