Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan) novel Chapter 192

It was Aubree who called.

Catherine answered without hesitation, "Hello, Auntie Aubree." Her voice was as respectful and gentle as ever.

"Ivan took Jennifer to New York, do you know that?"

Catherine was shocked. "I only know that Ivan had handed over the work to Finnley." Catherine's heart stung a little. "They went to New York? Are they going to the castle manor?

Then she heard a sigh from the other end of the phone. "Catherine, come back to Kelsington Bay tonight. Come over for dinner, we need to talk."

Catherine was terrified. What Aubree was going to say? Would she ask her to quit?

But she could only agree, "Okay."

"Alright then, I won't disturb you from work for too long. See you later. " Aubree hung up the phone.

In the simple but splendid vice president's office, Catherine sat down in a chair with her phone in her hand, losing in her thoughts. She was clueless about which side Aubree was on currently.

She said they needed to talk.

About what?

That she should give up on Ivan?

No... Catherine wouldn't accept this. She would never give up on Ivan as long as she was alive.

"Ms. Collins." Finnley knocked on the door and came in with a document. "Are you alright? You don't look very good."

"I'm fine." Catharine came back to her senses immediately and took over the document.

Finnley reported, "A real estate company from Canada wants to collaborate with us. After all aspects of the assessment, we found this project worth considering. Here is the assessment report, please take a look."

Catherine didn't read the documents, but instead looked up at him, "Did Mr. Marsh leave everything to me during his absence?"

"If it's a big decision, he requires you to call him or send him an email. But small things like this are up to you to decide. There is no need to disturb him."

Disturb?

He took a village girl on a tour and work was considered a disturbance.

Catherine felt that Jennifer was toxic and that sooner or later she would ruin Ivan!

She casually glanced at the project evaluation and handed it back to Finnley. "You can decide this kind of small matter."