Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan) novel Chapter 1440

Chapter 1440: Praying for Blessings

From the moment Ivan Marsh stepped through the door, it seemed that Rowan had guessed what he was going to say. He sat on the sofa, his hands clasped lightly against his lips. After extreme pain, after fainting from sorrow, Rowan had thought a lot. But the intense stabbing pain in his chest hadn't lessened one bit, his heart had always been at rock bottom, needing time to heal. So when Ivan Marsh opened his mouth to speak, Rowan looked surprisingly calm.

Ivan Marsh reported to everyone, "The first phase of the salvage team's work is done, we haven't found Claire's body, which indicates two things."

Two? Everyone concentrated their attention, raising their eyes to look at him.

Ivan Marsh analyzed, "First, the chances of finding her from the river in the future are very low, close to zero, because this is a very professional and highly advanced salvage team. Second, she was rescued by someone."

Silence… everyone's heart was in their throats.

Rescued by someone, why hadn't they contacted them then?

Was that person a good or a bad one? Could it be a single man of marriageable age who wasn't able to find a wife?

These were the only glimmers of hope left in everyone's hearts, but they were still worried.

As the saying goes, we need to see the person alive and the body when dead. Without even seeing the body, how could a person be proven dead?

But this second possibility seemed so faint.

Jennifer's gaze fell on Rowan. Everyone was sad, but only Rowan felt the most guilt, so he must be feeling the worst.

"I hope we can continue the salvage operation." Rowan looked up at Ivan Marsh, "No matter in what way, there must be a result."

Ivan Marsh nodded, telling him his plans.

Then he said to him, "It makes no sense for so many of us to stay here. The people I brought will continue the salvage operation and will also search for fifteen days. Any news will be reported to you and Finnley first. I have left my number."

Everyone fell silent... this was the only method for now.

They were not three-year-old children, adults had an adult way of handling things.

Endlessly sinking, or crying, or stubbornly refusing to leave, had no meaning, especially since Ivan Marsh had already arranged everything.

At this time, Jennifer spoke, "Let's go together in the helicopter. Pack up your things."