Finnley saw the news just now. "I suppose it was your mother who released the news. The invitations are being prepared.”

Ivan leaned back in his chair, looked up, and closed his eyes.

Finnley was in a dilemma, and just as he was about to say something, Ivan spoke, “Do you have a picture of the mother of my children?" He had searched on the internet but found nothing.

There wasn't even a record of his children. The information should have been deleted on purpose.

"Nope." Finnley changed the subject, "Mr. Marsh, do you have time to take the wedding photos with Ms. Collins this Saturday? I'm put off your schedule.”

"Put off the wedding date." Ivan frowned as he looked at Finnley, "I don't want to get married."

“I'm afraid you'll have to talk to your mother about this." Finnley looked embarrassed, "I'm just sending the message over. After all, marriage is important for the Marsh family. It shall catch the attention of the world.” The two looked at each other, Finnley was uneasy, "Mr. Marsh..."

Ivan stood up and went outside.

"Where are you going?" Finnley looked at lvan's back anxiously, “There's a meeting later!"

"You'll go to the meeting and I'll go talk with my mother.” lvan quickly disappeared from the doorway.

feeling that Ivan had not changed. He wouldn't accept Catherine even if he

Catharine. Nothing would

Lamborghini headed

sat in the back seat of the

this point, Spencer's car was parked by

river breeze blew in the

"Do you like her?"

"Do you like Jennifer?”

air and

Yesterday he was so angry. Was it because he had fallen in

wanted to kill whoever bullied her. Spencer had never

was in love with Jennifer... He didn't realize it

crazy to fall in love with a woman who was the mother of

needed some fresh air to calm

in the courtyard of Kelsington Bay. Ivan came back to his senses and got off

the living room, Aubree, who was drinking coffee, felt panicked. Ivan went back during work hours. Nothing

So was mentally prepared.

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