In the afternoon.
Afternoon, in the president's office of the Clarke Group, sunshine streamed in through the window.
Zack put down the documents he had just reviewed and looked at the time Ivan sent in the morning. It was time to set off.
He took the car keys and got up, intending to go there alone.
"Mr. Clarke."
At this time, Tristan came in. Seeing the car keys in his hand, Tristan asked, "Where are you going? Shall I send you off? "
He was Zack's full-time driver and personal assistant.
Also his most trusted person.
"I'm going to meet an old friend. I'll be back soon." He replied without stopping. Soon, his figure disappeared at the door.
Zack deliberately avoided Tristan on this matter. He didn't want anyone to know before he found out the entire thing.
Standing in the office, Tristan guessed that Zack might be going to the Marsh Group.
Recently Zack had been worried about something. He supposed it was related to that report.
Zack looked at the road ahead, holding the steering wheel with one hand.
The speed was moderate. His thoughts were in chaos.
He thought of his young daughter, the paternity test, and half of the jade pendant. He was hoping for a miracle that he would see Michelle again.
If she was lucky enough to be alive, she should be a big girl now.
Would Ivan bring him some good news?
When he parked the car, Zack's heart was trembling with excitement. Before unfastening his seat belt, he took a deep breathe.
He was afraid that the result would disappoint him again, therefore, he had to subdue his excitement.
A large reception room in the clubhouse was in the style of the 1980s. There were some authentic world-famous paintings on the walls.
Ivan arrived ten minutes early to show his respect for his father-in-law.
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