Married a Secret Billionaire novel Chapter 1191

Mollie's eyes widened, and she was left stunned.

Taking advantage of the calm after the chaos, Ian ordered his men to escort her out.

The colleagues who had gathered to watch were shocked and quickly dispersed, pretending as if nothing had happened.

Lina felt a pang in her heart, realizing that Linda had gone out of her way to protect her. The image of Linda's efforts remained etched in her mind. She fought back tears and mustered a smile when their eyes met.

Linda spoke softly, pulling out a draft from her bag. "Lina, Renee, I came here today to give this to the two of you."

They opened it and looked inside. It was Mr. Sam's old work, each line meticulously drawn by him.

"Originally... I planned to quietly give it to you and leave. I didn't expect to encounter those people..." Linda shook her head. "Nic has told me many times not to interfere with your work, but I couldn't restrain myself today...

"Both of you will have a different status in the company now," she said, taking their hands. "But this is great. You can do whatever you want! The Thompsons will always support you!"

The two girls smiled and embraced Linda.

Linda patted their backs and heads, her smile reflecting the realization that destiny had blessed her with two daughters.

"Alright, let's go check out your new office upstairs!" Linda turned to Melissa and hesitated for a moment. "Can I... buy you a cup of coffee?"

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Abigail disguised herself, wearing a baseball cap and large sunglasses. Dressed casually in a T-shirt and jeans, she blended in with the crowd, appearing no different from an ordinary person.

Accompanied by her assistant, she casually entered the Thompsons' Supremacy Building and positioned themselves in a corner of the lobby.

"Ms. Abigail, the intern is currently working on the film studio project. I've heard she's hardworking and well-liked. By the way, she studies architectural design and has published several theses, earning numerous scholarships..."

"Can you tell me her name?" Abigail inquired, looking at the back of the photograph. "Is it this one... Lina Jenner?"

The assistant nodded with seriousness.

"How did you find this out? Can we trust the information?"