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Chapter 999 Joan Sees Everything When Joan saw the photo, her fingers holding the phone began to tremble, and her blood seemed to freeze all over her body! Zack was buying the cake in such a long line for a woman.
She was really surprised to see this scene with her own eyes! The smile on Zack's face was full of happiness, which Joan had never seen in her life. That kind of smile was from the bottom of his heart, full of his affection for another woman.
"Mom, is there anything delicious on the phone? Eason looked up at her and smiled happily! Joan didn't answer.
The little boy stood up and came to her. He saw the phone screen and the cake in his father's hand! He was overjoyed! "Dad! Dad! Dad! He buys... A cake! Give... To me!" He clapped his hands excitedly like a little child.
Joan put away her phone in a hurry with a long face.
Aiden wiped the saliva from Eason's mouth with a handkerchief.
"Eat! Eat cake! No... don't eat dinner!" He was still excited. Looking at the yard expectantly, he stood on tiptoe and said, "Dad, the car..." Joan looked out of the window and thought Zack was back! It was quiet in the yard. There was nothing! There was a flash of sadness in Joan's eyes.
"Why... Where is the car? Where is dad?" The little boy immediately lowered his head and looked disappointed.
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Joan couldn't stand it any longer. She looked up at Aiden and asked, "Is there any food for Mr. Clarke?" "Yes, we also made dinner for Mr. Clarke. It's still warm." "Get me a thermos box and pack it up," Joan made up her mind. "I'll send it to him." After a short pause, Aiden answered, "Yes, Mrs. Clarke." Then she turned around to get everything ready.
Soon, Joan walked out of the door with a bag containing a thermal box. She took a taxi.
She didn't drive because she didn't want to be tracked.
Somehow, there were surveillance cameras everywhere in the Clarke family, and GPS was also installed in every car. Zack was very suspicious. Perhaps after Michelle was lost, he forced himself to be alert all the time.
On the way to the company, Joan had imagined countless scenes that she would run into in the company.
They might be in the same office.
They might be having dinner together.
Jennifer might be sitting on his lap.
In fact, Joan was not a coward. She just didn't want to make things big.
She wanted to live a peaceful life. With great pressure on her mind, she had some secrets that even her daughter couldn't know.
But it was true that she fell in love with Zack.
She cared about him. She wanted to know the truth! She wanted to know if he had an affair with Jennifer.
"Here we are." Joan came back to her senses, looked at the towering building of the Clarke Corp, and paid the driver.
After entering the hall, she took the elevator upstairs.
As the wife of the president, of course, no one dared to stop her.
When she walked out of the elevator, her heart beat faster inexplicably. Sending food was just an excuse. She came here to take photos and get evidence.
If Zack saw him, she would say she was just here to send him food.
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Joan was smart.
She walked very quietly, getting closer and closer to the president's office. She was getting more and more nervous.
In the spacious office, the light was bright.
Tristan wasn't there. Only Jennifer and Zack were there.
Yes, only they were there.
In front of the desk, Zack was sitting in the chair, while Jennifer was sitting on the chair next to him. They were discussing several design drafts.
"Mr. Clarke, these two drafts were designed by Phoebe. Noticing that he had almost finished reading, Jennifer said with a smile, "Phoebe is a woman of excellence, which can be seen from her works." "The little girl is excellent, and her work is also excellent." Zack nodded with satisfaction and looked at Jennifer kindly.
The father and daughter looked at each other, and the two of them smiled.
Outside the door, Joan happened to see this! The smiles of the two people hurt her heart.