Ivan paused his pace, watching Jennifer through the telescope. His eagle-sharp eyes became icy.

He believed Jennifer had gotten up early to meet Spencer and purposely chose this remote place to hide from the paparazzi.

In the yard across the river, there was full of laughter. People were chatting happily.

Spencer passed the grilled squid to Jennifer. "Try it. I'm best at grilling it with well-controlled time and heat.”

"Thanks." Jennifer took it over, still wondering what his relationship with Ivan was.

Spencer took over the uncooked skewers from her hands and helped her.

Ivan watched the scene. Their intimate interaction was a pain in his eyes.

"Excuse me, Mr. Marsh," Finnley approached him and whispered, "If you are OK with this land, the project will start. All of us have no other questions.”

Ivan returned the telescope to him. "All right," he answered and went to sit in the car.

Finnley was confused, wondering what had gone wrong.

a colicky pain surged in his stomach.

driver looked

also arrived and sensed something wrong. "Are you

his stomach. The anger

with the senior executives before sitting in the car.

started

suffered from such a stomachache, so he didn't refuse to go to the hospital. Shortly

Russell." The car had been sped up

in the backseat with a painful look. He realized

hard

barbecuing flashed through his mind, which sent his anger through his

remote place to hide from the paparazzi. Why did she go to my company last night? How hypocritical!” Ivan thought to himself. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access

Finnley was worried about him. He

The car roared forward.

reminded Finnley jealously, “Ask her to go to the hospital!" He

had a stomach issue because of

was taken aback. Then he asked, "What's Mrs. Marsh's

number already. Without opening his eyes, he

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