Surprised Wife With Twins novel Chapter 610

Some of the female designers were Finnley fans. Seeing him coming, they were excited.

"Wow, is he here to visit us?" one of them said excitedly.

After all, Finnley was handsome, professional and calm-headed. He was a young man with promising future and his own charm.

He was also easy-going and down-to-earth.

The White Maybach quickly stopped on the ground in front of the cabins.

When the door was opened, everyone shouted excitedly, "Finnley!"

But soon, they saw Ivan's face and were all surprised. They became a bit nervous.

It was hard not to, since Ivan had always had an oppressive aura around him.

There were also some people who inexplicably felt guilty. After all, they had been having fun here spending the company's money and doing nothing.

"Why are you still standing there?" Ivan smiled and said to everyone, "I've brought you fruits. Come carry them out of the trunk."

"Thank you, Mr. Marsh!"

Everyone greeted him and then walked up to the trunk.

Jennifer came out of the cabin and saw Ivan, their eyes locked. Ivan's eyes were full of affection.

"Wow, watermelons!"

"And grapes!"

Five people were carrying the fruits out of the trunk.

Ivan walked up to Jennifer with a gentle smile on his face, and the two hugged each other.

"Thank you for coming here to see me," Jennifer looked up at him in his arms and said in a sweet voice.

Ivan dropped a kiss on her forehead. Because there were many people here, they didn't hug for too long.

"Mr. Marsh, would you like to taste the barbecue?" the chef asked. She was happy to see him here.

Jennifer took his hand and walked him to the barbecue stove.

The smell of meat came to Ivan's nose and he swallowed.

"Mr. Marsh, have a try."

"Thanks."

Ivan took a kebab wrapped in a cucumber slice and ate it. It was yummy.

"How is it? Do you like it?"

Some people were eating barbecues and some were having fruits. They didn't talk about work, and Ivan didn't even ask anything.

He had been asking Jennifer questions in a low voice.

"Is it hot here? How's the AC working at night?"

"Are there many mosquitoes here? Have you been bitten?"

"Do you need anything else? Make me a list and I will have someone delivered here."

"What else do you want to eat? Do you need any ingredients?"

"How's your sleep? When did you get up and when did you go to sleep?"

He looked like a loving husband.

It was the first time the designers had seen this side of him. Gradually, they felt relaxed again.

In the R-Alan Group.

After packing up her things, Catherine took her purse and walked into the president's office. "Mr. Eastwood, I'm getting off work now." Then she turned around and left.

Before Leslie could even ask anything, she was gone.