Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan) novel Chapter 64

Jennifer was slightly taken aback. Then she returned to calm. "You must have been mistaken."

Their eyes locked. Georgia kept her appearance in her mind deeply, which was too familiar. However, she failed to recall where she had met Jennifer before.

Jennifer smiled at her politely and turned away.

When a breeze brushed her face, she felt something tickling her heart, and her eyes blurred.

If Georgia hadn't provoked her repeatedly, Jennifer didn't think she would have anything to do with the Clarke family.

The Marsh Group.

A Lamborghini was parked steadily in front of the building. Suddenly, the ringing tone of a phone sounded.

Ivan calmly unfastened his seat belt, pulled out his phone, looked at it, and swiped to answer.

"Hello, Mr. Marsh. Georgia Clarke drove to Mrs. Marsh and actively talked to her, but Mrs. Marsh didn't take her ride," his man reported, "That place is too remote for Mrs. Marsh to hail a taxi. Shall we really let her go home on foot?"

Ivan's eyes darkened. He thought for a moment, hung up the phone, fastened his seat belt, and started the engine.

Jennifer walked alone. She hadn't seen any car on this road except for Georgia's

How could Ivan dump her here? He was indeed heartless. What a cold-blooded demon!

Jennifer realized she couldn't return to Sunshine Village today, as she had no idea how long it would take her to go home. She wondered if David's leg had gotten better.

In the roadster, Georgia rubbed her chin, frowning. She was still puzzled, wondering who the heck Jennifer was.

She made Georgia feel familiar and panicked, somehow.

Ever since she met Jennifer, she had felt uneasy.

Suddenly, her phone's ringing tone brought her back to her senses.

Georgia pulled out her phone and swiped to answer. The person on the other end of the line begged her to politely return to the film set.

"Can't you understand English? I've told you I'll stop filming today." She hung the phone up in irritation, rolling her eyes.

Georgia was arrogant, and she believed she deserved to be so.

The sponsor of this commercial was the Clarke Corp, and she was its future heir.

The Lamborghini ran fast, roaring toward Jennifer's location.

Gripping the steering wheel, Ivan gazed in front.