NovelStartJennifer had calmed down a lot but she felt embarrassed for an unknown reason.
Hearing the footstep approaching, Ivan becmuch gentler too.
Ivan stood up in front of Jennifer's office and said “Let's go have a look at Spencer's club. Finnley said it's done. The equipment is all ready to work. Let's call Spencer and go have a look.” Since it was about Spencer, Jennifer didn’t refuse. “Okay.” It could be seen as part of her work.
Ivan looked at Jennifer, wanting to say something. But he didn’t.
"Then get ready, I'll pick you up later.” Then he turned to leave, deciding to talk with her when they got in the car. Communication was better done in a private space.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJennifer looked at his back with a strange feeling.
About an hour later, Ivan cagain.
He stood in the doorway and knocked on the door, which was opened. "Let's go?” Jennifer glanced up at him, simply cleaned up the table, got up, and left, "Mya, we're going to the club now.” "Okay." Ivan didn’t use the driver this time. Walking out of the company, he opened the passenger door of the Lamborghini for Jennifer like a gentleman. "Be careful." He even bent down and fastened her seat belt.
"I can do it myself." Jennifer felt awkward, but he finished it very soon. Before closing the car door, he kissed her cheek gently.
Ivan got in the car and started it.
"I am sorry for going to Canada without telling you." Ivan held the steering wheel with one hand and held Jennifer's hand with the other.
Jennifer instinctively took back her hand, but he gripped tighter.
Concerned about driving safety, she compromised.
They felt each other's temperature through their palms. The car moved forward.
"I shouldn't have gone to her bedroom. | should have thought about the consequences.” His voice was low, "I should have discussed with you about the investigation.” After a day and a night, Jennifer was calm.
She looked at him. “I've forgiven you.” Ivan was driving. He smiled the moment their eyes met. “Thank you.” "Look at the road," Jennifer reminded, "Focus on driving.” She withdrew her gaze.
She felt him tighten the hand that was holding her. Ivan cherished this moment. Happiness was in the air.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe club for Spencer was big, bigger than Jennifer could have imagined.
And the shape of the building was unique. Getting out of the car, she stood outside the building and was shocked.
"Doesn't it look like Noah's Ark?" Ivan asked with a smile.
"Yea! It does! | was wondering why it looks strange!” "Spencer loves special things just like all young people.” Ivan put his arm around her shoulders and led her in, "The toys he loved as a kid were also weird.” Ivan knew Spencer very well because he cared about Spencer.
“Mr. Marsh.” People in charge of this project saluted respectfully, "Mrs. Marsh.” Ivan nodded. Jennifer responded, "You guys have done an amazing job!” "Thanks. It’s our duty." The floor was spotless. The sweeping machines were working in silence.
The roof was high and not oppressive at all.
The spiral staircase near the wall was silver. Standing in the hall, one could see seven or eight arched doors on the second floor with different cartoon patterns on them.
There was a large black sandbag hanging down, and sfitness equipment. It looked cool.
The two-meter-wide slide was the most eye-catching. It went from the third floor to the ground. It was the style that young people liked.
"It's tto call Spencer.” Ivan looked at the woman in the crook of his arm, "Yea, do it, will you?” MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 mmMwWLLIOfiflO& 1 MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 MULL TO £2 E1061 mmMwWLIiIOfiflO&1
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