Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

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Chapter 962 Wrong Guess Leeny went to the second floor shortly after. Holding a cleaning cloth, she entered the study.

The study door was widely open. The room had many vintage decorations. All kinds of classical books were placed on the bookshelves. Some valuable paintings were hung on a wall, but she understood none.

Meanwhile, Zack was sitting in an armchair on the balcony of the master bedroom.

He stared at his laptop, which clearly showed the on-time picture of his study. The pinhole camera didn't miss a corner.

After entering the study, Leeny sorted out the desk and put away several files.

Zack watched her stare at the crystal for a second before opening the drawer and putting it in.

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Leeny behaved naturally without any abnormality. She even didn't stare at the crystal long.

Zack was puzzled, wondering if he had a wrong guess.

Gazing at the screen, he frowned. He had a dozen questions simmering on his lips.

After Leeny cleaned the study, she closed the door considerately before leaving.

"Does she work for Ivan Marsh?" Zack muttered, doubting his judgment.

He wondered if his guess was misplaced.

However, he still remembered how abnormally Ivan behaved after seeing the crystal.

"Zack?" Zack turned in the direction of the voice, seeing his wife enter. He snapped the laptop.

"Have some milk. It helps you to get to sleep fast." Joan was always gentle, considerate, and patient.

With a gentle smile, she said, "I can tell you've been burned out recently. You've been working overtime for weeks." "Thanks." Zack took over the glass of milk. "How's it going with Eason's study?" he talked about their son.

"He can remember over 100 vocabularies. When he played the cards, he didn't mix them." Joan sat opposite with a delightful smile. "The tutor said he had progressed fast." "Good." Zack saw the rain become heavier outside, hearing the sound of wind and raindrops. He had a son when he was old, but Eason suffered from mental retardation.

He was disappointed.

Joan gazed at him without blinking, plucked up her courage, and asked tentatively, "Zack, shall we... Shall we have another son?" Zack stared at her. His nice features showed he was a handsome man when he was young. His charm remained on his face, giving him the attractiveness of a mature man.

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Joan was much younger than him.

Seeing her words scare Zack, Joan hurriedly corrected her wording and chuckled, "I... | didn't mean anything special. | just feel sorry for not giving you a healthy son." However, Zack knew it was because she was worried no one could inherit their family.

"I'm still young, Joan," Zack said, "I fight for the career | love and will not stop until the day I die. | cannot take away those material things and only enjoy the process. As for the ending..." Listening to him, Joan wondered why he still hadn't changed his mind, disappointment flashing through her eyes.

Zack's mind had never changed over the years.

"Rest assured." Zack sipped the hot milk. "No matter whether I'm alive or not, Georgia, Eason, and you can live a worry-free life." "I'm sorry, Zack," said Joan apologetically, "Sorry for the topic." She had heard those words three times all her life.

Whenever she heard them, she felt disappointed and upset. Joan had stood by him and fully supported him when he fought for his career. However, Zack only promised her a worry-free life.

The following morning, the rain stopped.

Zack had a meeting in the morning, so he got up early. When he entered the bathroom, he frowned. "When was my toothbrush changed?"

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