Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan) novel Chapter 78

After the incident caused by R-Alan.

Catherine was on pins and needles, having even sacrificed much mealtime for work. She not only did her own designs, but also supervised the quality of others. The Queen's taste certainly would not be worse than their own.

"It is said that R-Alan is deliberately targeting us for this Royal New Year's Collection, but Mr. Marsh took care of it. Miss Collins, is that true?"

Catherine was the Group Deputy General Manager and she never gossiped.

But since someone asked, she needed to soothe them first, "If you want to make your international breakthrough as a designer, you must devote yourself to the design. Your work speaks for you."

The man was tongue-tied for a moment before he replied, "Yes, Miss Collins."

Catherine looked at everyone and spoke again, "You have to seize the day. The design is due soon and the Queen will come over to hear our design ideas in person."

"What? So soon?"

"She'll be here in person?"

"Miss Collins, when is she coming?"

Compared to their anticipation and slight panic, Catherine looked calm, although she also just learned the news.

She said, "It's just a few days, no more than five."

Everyone gasped, but at the same time they were all looking forward to it!

After all, it's the Queen. What an honor it is to meet her once.

Catherine stood by the glass door with her arms crossed in front of her chest, "The Queen is coming over for a trip, but she'll stop by the company to see our work, so that means she is taking this collection quite seriously."

"Got it!"

"I'm afraid we'll all be working overtime from tonight onwards."

Everyone was engaged in work with nervousness but also anticipation, hoping that the Queen would lay eyes on their work at first glance.

Emerald Bay, evening.

After finishing IV, Ivan took a hot shower and stood in front of the master bedroom floor-to-ceiling window in his pajamas with a glass of wine.

His eyes staring at the yard, no headlights shining in, no car sounds, dead silence all around...

Alfie and Diana were lying outside the door, the two little heads filled with curiosity.

"Brother, do you think Daddy is thinking about Mommy?" Diana asked in a hushed voice.

Alfie, however, mumbled to himself in confusion, "Did Daddy have a fight with Mommy? Is that why Mommy left?"

"It's possible."