Therefore, Jennifer didn't pay much attention to hiding her different identities. She did it in the past to keep herself low-key and let her children live peacefully.

However, she appeared on the trends on the social media platform because of Ivan. Their lives had been changed tremendously.

"Hurry up. Get your bags. The driver is waiting," Jennifer promoted, sending the children to the car.

After seeing them off, she left Emerald Bay, heading back to Sunshine Village.

She stopped on the way to buy some gifts for David. Before entering a shopping mall, she was attracted by the two people fighting nearby. One of them was Spencer.

Why was he fighting with another person again? Had the bruises on his face recovered?

"Hey!" Jennifer ran over and recognized the person fighting against Spencer. "You are the thief! Help! The thief!"

Her shout scared that man away instantly.

Spencer was about to chase him. "Freeze!"

Jennifer acted quickly and grabbed his arm. "What are you doing?" “You knew he was a thief. Why did you let him go?" Spencer was angry. However, when he recognized Jennifer, he was taken aback, wondering why he reencountered her.

Three minutes later. An outdoor cafe.

a table. Spencer picked up the cup of Espresso in front of him, raised his head, and gulped it down in one

the back of his chair after putting down the cup. He wore a playful smile, his eyes glittering jest. "You don't look like a village woman." He rarely read news, so he

could tell he looked like Ivan.

Spencer his

he's a thief, by the way?" Spencer was curious. "He wanted to steal a hen from our village but was caught,” Jennifer answered

“Steal a hen?"

village woman indeed. Ha ha ha... How desperate is he

toward him?" Jennifer ignored his mockery, only

Spencer blurted out, his eyes

Ivan, "In fact, he cares about you. Or he wouldn't have been

him for that." Spencer still had bruises on his face,

corner lifted slightly.

have the right to laugh,” Jennifer retorted, "I laugh when

the mood to continue talking to her. He pulled out his phone

figure vanish in

from them, a man in a black suit checked his wristwatch and dialed a number on his

The Marsh Group.

suddenly rang in the meeting

answer and clung to his ear to listen to the report. The words from the person on the other end of the line made

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