The Marsh Group.

Catherine walked out of the ladies’ room in high heels. Standing in front of the mirror, she straightened her hair and fixed her makeup. She looked elegant and exquisite and was the idol of countless female employees in the company.

"Good day, Ms. Collins.”

"Hi, Ms. Collins.”

All the employees greeted her respectfully. Catherine nodded at them in response with an elegant and self-confident smile.

"Excuse me, Ms. Collins. Our new product failed the review. Mr. Russell said Mr. Marsh still had several suggestions. Do you know his suggestions?” a project manager asked Catherine politely when he suddenly met her.

“I don't know. I've never talked to Mr. Marsh about the project,” Catherine replied to him friendly. She stopped mid-step. “The meeting will begin soon. Let's see what Mr. Marsh will comment on it." She raised her wrist to check her watch. "You may go to the conference room now."

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Ten minutes later.

All the attendees to the meeting had arrived at the broad, bright conference room, including Catherine.

However, Finnley and Ivan still hadn't shown up.

Since the deputy president was in the room, others were waiting patiently.

Finnley's phone number. "Hello, Finnley. Where is Mr. Marsh? We're supposed to

a hospital. He has a stomachache and is in

stood up and rushed out of the conference

the phone or dismiss

and ran out

didn't fasten the seat belt before starting

could it be possible? He's in an emergency room. Is his

him and had utterly forgotten how cold and aloof Ivan was

hospital ASAP and didn't care about her own

The hospital.

sent to the VIP ward after leaving the emergency

had a gastric lavage and was put on a drip, feeling all right now. Finnley went to help

of his bed, staring at him in silence. She didn't

The nurse

that the overnight cake

What is your problem?" Jennifer bitched about him, "Don't you know how fragile your stomach is?" Half-lying on the bed, Ivan retorted in an even tone, "Someone picked up a cake from the

so neither

in a complaint, recalling that she was still with Spencer before coming to

was with Catherine and how heartless he was to her. She was

at the

trotted into the lobby and toward the elevator after getting off

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