Chapter 962 Wrong Guess


    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 ssical books


    were ced on the bookshelves. Some valuable paintings were hung on a wall, but she understood


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    none.


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


    He stared at hisptop, 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.


    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 misced.


    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 theptop.


    "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 ss of milk. "How''s it going with Eason''s study?" he talked about their


    son.


    "He can remember over 100 vocabries. When he yed 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 be 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.


    Joan was much younger than him.


    Seeing her words scare Zack, Joan hurriedly corrected her wording and chuckled, "I... I didn''t mean


    anything special. I 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 I love and will not stop until the day I die. I


    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 shing 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?"