Female Novel
Chapter 661 Leslie Eastwood Knew It
Jennifer didn’t ask Ivan for permission as she didn’t think it was a problem. “Of course. Let’s finish the
meal quickly. Then we can go.”
“OK. Thank you, Ms. Brooks.”
In fact, Linda still couldn’t let go of Finnley and face reality. Whenever she heard Mya’s name, she
couldn’t help but think about Finnley and feel upset.
She wished he was only a friend of Mya, although she couldn’t convince herself either.novelbin
It was rare for her to have a crush on a man. Once she had, she wouldn’t want to miss him.
The dinner ended happily. It was the first time the employees had dinner with Ivan together, who made
them feel he was just a boy next door.
After dinner, Ivan reserved a karaoke box and sent them over.
The box was filled with liveliness and happiness. Over a dozen best serves provided services for them.
All of them were excited as it was their first time experiencing it.
Then Linda followed Ivan and Jennifer out of the nightclub.
When Ivan pulled the door next to the passenger’s seat open, he noticed Linda and was confused.
Jennifer hurriedly explained, “She wants to see Mya with us.”
Ivan nodded in silence.
Linda, however, was keyed up. Ivan emanated such a strong aura; it was the first time she was so
close to him.
Jennifer opened the rear door for her. “Get in, Linda.”
“Thank you, Ms. Brooks.” Linda sat in, and so did Jennifer. They sat in the backseat together.
Ivan thought his wife was too kind-hearted and considerate.
However, Linda looked overcautious, holding her breath all the time.
Ivan started the engine, heading for Skyhigh Apartment Complex.
His Lamborghini was luxurious. Linda had never seen such an overbearing car on TV. She didn’t think
a crew could afford to rent such a car, as it was the symbol of status and power.
Peering out the window, she was lost in thought.
Catherine used to be so close to Ivan and almost became his wife. Linda could understand how
reluctant she was.
Linda had fallen in love with Finnley, a CEO's assistant. However, she also felt reluctant.
Royal Nightclub.
The designers were having a great time. The neon lights sparkled in the box, and the speakers' sound
effects reminded them of a superstar’s concert.
They reserved the ride-hailing services, so they drank while playing games. Some sang songs, and
some gathered to play truth or dare.
The most popular drink was whisky which cost almost a hundred thousand dollars.
Suddenly, a designer’s phone rang. She pulled it out and checked the caller ID. “Oh, I need to answer
the call. Please excuse me.” Then she left the box.
The door of the box isolated the noises from the corridor. The soundproofing was excellent in the
nightclub.
Not far from her, a senior executive of the R-Alan Group passed by.
He overheard her conversation. “Hello, Honey? Haven’t I told you we have a designers’ gathering
tonight? Mr. Marsh invited us for dinner and karaoke. I will go home later than usual.”
The senior executive of the R-Alan Group stopped mid-step, gazing at her.
‘Mr. Marsh? A designers’ gathering?’
The female designer continued gently, “Ah, thank you for helping him finish his homework. I’ll send you
on Facebook. See you later.”
She ended the call and returned to the box.
The senior executive watched her. When the door opened, he saw many people having fun in the box.
When the door closed, nothing could be heard in the corridor.
After a thought, he strode forward while dialing Leslie’s number. “Mr. Eastwood. the Marsh Group’s
design team has returned. They are gathering in Royal Nightclub for celebration.”