Female Novel
Chapter 1001
Chapter 1001
"Georgia, when will you come back?"
Joan coaxed Georgia, "I want to have a good talk with you. You can't judge a person just by one thing.
We must make it clear."
"I know you love him!" Georgia was a little impatient. "But does he love you? Don't deceive yourself!
Others don't know how your relationship is, but I know."
Her words were like a sharp knife, deeply stabbing into Joan's heart!
It made her heart bleed and ache.
After a short silence...
"Mom, if you want more evidence, you can find a detective. You don't have to do this yourself."
Georgia insisted that the two had an affair. "After we get the evidence, we can talk to Jennifer and my
dad. After all, it's them who did something wrong."
She added, "As long as dad is willing to change his mind, after the cooperation with the Marsh Group,
everything will be back on track. Jennifer can't stay in the company for a lifetime."
Joan was not as experienced as Georgia in dealing with relationships.
After all, Georgia was an actress. She had played all kinds of roles.
Every play was the epitome of life.
After ending the call, Joan understood that it would be more convincing if she could get more evidence.
Did she really have to find a detective to tail after her husband?
If Zack knew this, he must be angrier.
Joan felt conflicted and took a taxi home.
She looked out of the window at the bustling night scene and couldn't forget what she had seen in the
office just now.
Did he buy her cakes every day?
When she went back home, Aiden came over.
"Madam..." Aiden looked at the soup box and found that she didn't look well. "Haven't you seen Mr.
Clarke?"
Joan said indifferently, "Don't tell him I have been to the company." Then she turned around and went
upstairs.
Looking at her upset back, Aiden immediately realized that something must have happened.
Joan went upstairs and took a shower. She put on the sexy nightgown and sat in front of the French
window with a glass of red wine, waiting for his return.novelbin
Eight o'clock, nine, ten ...
She had been waiting for three hours. After drinking one glass after another, she was not sleepy at all.
She was slightly drunk, but she had to wait for his return.
She loved him and wanted to win his heart back.
In the Clarke Corp, Jennifer received a call from Ivan. She said to Ivan, "Okay, I'll be right downstairs."
"Is it time to go off work?" Zack was still a little reluctant to let her go.
"Yes," Jennifer said. She was sorting out the design drafts. "We just finished talking. He called me at
the right time. Thank you. I heard that you never work overtime."
"From today on, I'll work overtime every day," Zack kindly said. He helped her clear the table and
continued, "I regained my fighting spirit when I saw you."
They chatted, walked out, and entered the elevator together.
They both knew each other's identity, but they didn't expose it.
The feeling had been hidden in his heart. The eagerness that had been suppressed for 20 years was
really not easy to control. At the thought of this, his eyes would always be filled with tears.
Then he smiled to cover his sadness.
After getting along with her for only two days, Zack felt that his daughter didn't change at all.
She was still so kind, liked smiling, and there were still lights in her eyes.
The two walked out of the elevator and then out of the hall.
Wearing a black shirt, Ivan stood gracefully. He was tall and handsome. His aura tonight was
incomparably gentle, and even every button on his shirt and his tie were meticulous and exquisite.
He was leaning against the car casually. The door had been opened.
Seeing the father and daughter come out, he stood straight.
"Goodbye, Mr. Clarke." Jennifer said goodbye to Zack and waved her hands, "See you tomorrow."