lvan's face was tinged with tenderness and a slight smile hanging on his lips.

If he didn't take a stand, she wouldn't force him to either.

Jennifer let go of her hand and changed the subject in a casual tone, "What are you pondering by the pool? You didn't even go to chat with the Queen."

“It's enough to have you with me." He took her hand, "Come, I'll take you to taste the cake. The pastry chef tonight is hired from France, and an excellent one." Then he put down the wine glass in his hand. He had learned his lessons from being drugged once seven years ago.

At the long table, he picked a pastry for her, “Try it."

"Aren't you gonna try it?" As soon as the words fell, she remembered that he couldn't eat this.

So, under his gaze, she tasted the pastry in a serious manner, "It tastes pretty good."

"Have some more if you like." Ivan looked at her gently.

The company's crisis was officially resolved, as the Queen paid more than three times the original price to buy the designs, simply because they were so amazing.

Everyone in the company heaved a sigh of relief, except Ivan. Because he still had a few mysteries to solve, which concerned Jennifer's identity.

The news came out that the Queen had chosen Mrs. Marsh's work in the end and purchased it for several times the original price.

Mrs. Marsh, who was helping the poor in the village, knew about design too?

Many people joined the discussion on the Internet, and various versions of speculation coming out.

the most widely spread versions

for marrying a bumpkin, could go as far as giving his own designs to his wife to

far away in Kelsington Bay,

"Madam, no matter what, the good thing is that

thunder!" Aubree's cold eyes got even colder, "He's purposely going

"Madam..."

thinks she has won the Queen's favor?" Aubree scoffed, "Does she have any self-awareness? What tricks did she use

angry. It's not good

our family, Ivan has

Evening.

Emerald Bay.

lit mansion, Jennifer, who had showered and changed into her home wear, came

she closed the door behind

front of her, head drooped, like they had done

silence in the room had

anything to do with the leaked designs?" Jennifer asked sternly,

escape the eyes

to nod

aggrieved. "But Daddy didn't even ask me, why did you come to ask? And you seem... angry. Aren't you happy after getting the Queen's approval? See who

hand which

these scripts were almost thrown away as garbage?" Jennifer's gaze was penetrating, "You didn't even talk with me before acting so rashly. That's tremendously risky! You're

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