Chapter 179 Farce In The President''S Office
Before Catherine was about to walk out of her office, Linda seized her arm.
"Ms. Collins, please don''t mind it. Mr. Russell will handle it." Linda tried to convince her, "If you sent her
away, Mr. Marsh wouldn''te to work."
Her reminder sobered Catherine instantly. She returned to sit down in her chair.
She wondered when she had started to resolve his trouble by instinct.
The president''s office next door was decorated neatly and luxuriously. It was bright under the sun.
Mya, wearing a hip-hop-styled outfit, charged into the office. She stood at Ivan''s desk and put her legs
on his customized vintage desk. Leaning against the back of the chair, she crossed her arms in front of
her chest.
Finnley stood up and gestured to the security guards following her. They turned away and went back to
work.
"I want to see Ivan Marsh," Mya told him bluntly, "Let hime here. Right now!"
Finnley''s gaze fell on her. Her long, ck hair wasbed to dreads decorated with colorful hair pins.
The two sneakers on her feet were in different colors. Her outfit fully expressed her personality.
"I''m talking to you. Are you deaf?" Mya snapped. She pulled out her phone. "I''ll call him myself." Then
she dialed Ivan''s number.
Finnley didn''t stop her. He knew she was the mayor''s daughter as he had seen her on TV.
However, she reminded him of someone he used to know— her aura, temperament, and outfit.
Finnley was in a trance for a moment.
Meanwhile, a Lamborghini had just parked downstairs. Upon hearing the ringing tone, Ivan pulled his
phone out and checked the caller ID. While getting off the vehicle, he swiped to answer, "Hello?" Then
he strode into the lobby of the building.
"This is Mya Saunders. I''m waiting for you in your office," Mya said unhappily, "Where are you?"
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Ivan didn''t answer. He hung up the call and strode into the exclusive elevator.
The president''s office, the 22nd floor.
ying with her phone, Mya sized Finnley up and down. "In the future, if he needs to attend any event,
you should go with him. He''s married. He shouldn''t take a female vice president with him while
attending the event with his children. It could easily cause rumors."
"Ms. Saunders," Finnley replied in a deep voice, looking at her up and down, "Please put down your
legs. You are a girl. Behave yourself."
Mya was about to blow up, and Ivan entered the office.
Shocked by Ivan''s aura, she put down her legs instantly, stood up, and raised her head proudly. "Did
you p Jennifer? I saw the p mark on her cheek."
The p print?
Ivan stuffed his hands into the pockets of his suit trousers, gazing at her coldly. "Mind your wording. It''s
not a p print. She has a wisdom tooth, so her cheek is swollen."
"Humph!" Mya rolled her eyes at him. "Stop lying. She told me she identally bumped into the wall
when using the bathroom at midnight. You should make the same excuse if you want to cover your
domestic violence. Otherwise, your public image as a decent man will be ruined."
Without giving Ivan any time to think, she asked a series of questions and warned him in one go.
"Why did you take Catherine Collins and your children to US together? Don''t you realize how
inappropriate it is?"
"The reporters made such disgusting news. Did you read it? Don''t you feel uneasy?"
"Have you thought about her feelings or not? What on earth do you want?"
"You know what? I never care about making friends with others, but Jennifer is my favorite girl. In the
future, her business will be mine. I''ll take care of her."
"She has saved my grandpa''s life. If you dare to bully her, I''ll ask my father to disapprove of your next
project. Believe it or not? You should know the connections between the political and financial circles.
When you go through the paperwork, you must get government approval. Even if my father signs
approval of your n, I''ll tear it into pieces. I dare you to try me!"
Ivan listened to her but didn''t get angry. He could understand why Mya was so pissed.
He wondered if Jennifer was also upset and she hadined to Mya.