Surprised Wife With Twins

Before Catherine was about to walk out of her office, Linda seized her arm.

"Ms. Collins, please don't mind it. Mr. Russell will handle it.” Linda tried to convince her, "If you sent her away, Mr. Marsh wouldn't come to work."

Her reminder sobered Catherine instantly. She returned to sit down in her chair.

She wondered when she had started to resolve his trouble by instinct. The president's office next door was decorated neatly and luxuriously. It was bright under the sun.

Mya, wearing a hip-hop-styled outfit, charged into the office. She stood at lvan's desk and put her legs on his customized vintage desk. Leaning against the back of the chair, she crossed her arms in front of her chest.

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“I want to see lvan Marsh," Mya told him bluntly, “Let him come here. Right now!"

Finnley's gaze fell on her. Her long, black hair was combed to dreads decorated with colorful hair pins. The two sneakers on her feet were in different colors. Her outfit fully expressed her personality.

out her phone. “I'll call him myself.” Then she

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she reminded him of someone he used to know— her aura, temperament, and

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downstairs. Upon hearing the ringing tone, Ivan pulled his phone out and checked the caller ID. While getting off the vehicle, he swiped to answer, "Hello?" Then he strode

Mya Saunders. I'm waiting for you in

up the call and

president's office, the

future, if he needs to attend any event, you should go with him. He's married. He shouldn't take a female vice president with him while attending the event with his children.

deep voice, looking at her up and down, "Please put down your legs. You are a girl. Behave yourself." Mya was about to blow up, and Ivan entered the

legs instantly, stood up, and raised her head proudly. "Did you

The slap print?

of his suit trousers, gazing at her coldly. "Mind your wording. It's not a slap print.

lying. She told me she accidentally bumped into the wall when using the bathroom at midnight. You should make the same excuse if you want to cover your domestic violence. Otherwise, your public image as