Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan) novel Chapter 174

A maid reminded her, "Morning, Ms. Collins. Mr. Marsh wants to return to Arkpool City now. He asked you to get ready."

"Now?" Catherine was sobered instantly. She checked the time. "It's only five!"

The maid explained, "He said he missed his wife very much and couldn't sleep last night. He couldn't wait any longer. Please hurry up."

Catherine couldn't utter any word. "I got it." She slammed the door shut impatiently and put on her clothes. Then she started packing.

Ten minutes later.

On the private jet heading back to Arkpool City, Catherine stared at the hearty breakfast on the table, but she had no appetite. She was upset.

The children enjoyed the food immensely.

Ivan sat opposite Catherine, peering out of the window. A hint of a smile touched his handsome face.

The morning lights wrapped around him, making him look more down-to-earth and approachable.

Since the children had entered his life, he had become more tender.

After breakfast, the children started playing on the tablets.

"Oh, shoot! Daddy, look." Alfie raised his tablet to him. "What are they saying in the news!"

Catherine was brought back to her senses. She pulled out her phone.

The photos of "The Family of Four" were released online. The high-definition pictures showed a harmonious and loving "family".

The titles and contents of the foreign media's reports were utterly different from the truth. They played every dirty trick to attract the readers' attention.

Intentionally or unintentionally, they said Catherine was the children's mother and addressed her as Mrs. Marsh.

Ivan didn't browse them carefully. Frowning, he took out his phone and dialed Finnley's number.

Aubree was wearing the half mask. Upon hearing her footsteps, she looked at Jennifer icily.

"Please don't hit me again." Jennifer stopped a yard away from her and said calmly, "It's not because I'll get Ivan as my backer after he has returned, but because you should stop doing it."

Aubree frowned, wondering why she took the initiative to speak.

"If you want to talk to me, then talk nicely. We're human beings, and we can communicate verbally." Jennifer looked into her eyes, not humble nor arrogant, "I know you dislike me, but I'm not the one-hundred-dollar bill, so I can't make everyone like me."

"Done speaking?" Aubree scowled at her, her eyes full of warnings.

"Not yet," Jennifer added, "If you deliberately make trouble for me in my children's presence, I tolerate that. To tell the truth, I practice Taekwondo, 9th degree black belt."

Aubree's face was almost livid.

"I'm not provoking you. It's just a kind reminder," Jennifer continued calmly and politely, "I respect you from the bottom of my heart. I also wish to cure you. That's all. You may speak now. I'm all ears."