Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan) novel Chapter 611

In the office, Josh looked at Leslie anxiously. "I just called Mrs. Eastwood and said you would work overtime. Now Ms. Collins has left. Are you still working overtime?"

“Of course not!” Leslie stood up and said in a bad mood, "We should go too." Then he walked out.

Josh quickly packed up their things and followed.

Catherine walked into a mall after work and picked out two M-sized dresses, one black and the other white, both in classic style with excellent quality.

After leaving the mall, she entered a cake shop.

The birthday cake she ordered in the morning was ready. She paid the final rest of the money and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Take your time. Welcome to visit us next time."

Opening the door of the red Bentley, Catherine put the cake into the co-pilot, then went around the car and got into the driver's side, and drove the car away quickly.

The buildings of the Marsh Group stood on the busiest area in the city where cars were toing and froing.

The lights in the building were gradually on.

Finnley had to work late tonight, and there was an urgent meeting to be held later.

Mya stayed too since it wouldn’t make much of a difference whether she finished her series in the office, or at home.

Linda had nowhere to go. She didn’t have anyone waiting for her at home. So, she also decided to work overtime.

It was almost the end of the month. There were some materials to be sorted out. Things would be easier next month.

She knew that Mya was a student and could not work here for long. In the end, Linda would have to handle all these jobs, so she didn’t expect Mya to do much.

Time passed quickly. It was eight o'clock in the evening soon.

"I'm off now,” Linda said politely as she cleared the desk. She then picked up her bag and got up.

Mya looked up at her. "Okay."

Linda left the office, took the elevator downstairs alone, and walked out of the company. The cool evening breeze blew her hair but couldn't blow away her faint sorrow.

She got on the last bus home and looked out the window.