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Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1006 Ivan'S Offer
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Chapter 1006 Ivan's Offer "Hello, Mr. Clarke." "What's the matter?" Zack sat down in his chair and looked at the manager calmly.

The manager stood in front of his desk and said, "At 12 o'clock last night, the Marsh Group transferred 8 million dollars to the company's account. What is it for?" Zack was a little surprised. "Are you sure? "Yes, it's true, and I'm sure of it. | have checked them several times and confirmed that they are from the Marsh Group." "Okay, | see." The manager bowed and left.

Generally, the company would receive notification in advance before they got money, such as a note with the word "Project Fund".

But there was no notification about the 8 million dollars! However, Zack knew that the money was the compensation for the design contract they signed with another company, but this money should not be paid by the Marsh Group.

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Mr. Marsh was helping him get back his daughter. Zack didn't want Ivan to pay so much.

So Zack picked up his phone and dialed Ivan's private number.

At this moment, Ivan had just sent Jennifer to the Clarke Corp. As soon as he drove his eye-catching sports car away from the gate, his phone rang. It was just time for him to answer the phone.

He slid the answer key with his long finger and said, "Good morning, Mr. Clarke." Ivan seldom took the initiative to greet others, but Zack was different. Zack was his father-in-law! "Good morning, Mr. Marsh." Zack went straight to the point. "Why did you transfer 8 million dollars to me? | can't take it. I'm willing to pay the money." "It's my own choice," Ivan said, with gentleness in his eyes. "Just take it as a gift from your son-in-law. You'll accept it if you think in this way, won't you?" "Well, I'm driving. Let's talk later," Ivan said. "I have to call you father sooner or later. | just sent Jennifer to the company. She should be about to get out of the elevator." When Ivan hung up the phone, Zack saw Jennifer passing by the door.

"Hello, Mr. Clarke." She especially paused at the door and greeted him.

"Hello, Ms. Marsh," Zack greeted as he put down his phone.

Therefore, he couldn't return the 8 million dollars to Zack. He could only take it, or Ivan might be angry.

"We should not only pay attention to the taste of the cakes but also the gift box. The box needs to be beautiful." Tristan talked on the phone and walked into the office. "The worst result is that we use a little more budget. We must satisfy the employees." Zack took a look at the calendar and found that thanksgiving day was coming.

How time flies.

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Tristan had been busy arranging gift boxes for the employees recently. He had chosen several cake shops and compared them with each other. He had put his heart into everything, no matter whether it was big or small.

"Mr. Clarke." After hanging up the phone, Tristan came up to Ivan and asked, "Should we give special presents to Ms. Marsh and her team?" Tristan just thought the cake was not a good gift for Ms. Marsh.

"I'll go and pick the gifts for the six of them," Zack said, raising his head. "You can do something else." Pick the gifts himself? Tristan was stunned for a moment, the president's schedule was always full.

"Is there any problem?" Zack asked as he looked into Tristan's eyes.

He knew that he was abnormal recently, and Tristan was also a little confused, but Zack didn't want to explain.

"Mr. Marsh just transferred us 8 million dollars. He has paid the advance and liquidated damages for us," Zack said. "Isn't it normal to choose a better gift for his wife?" "It's normal," Tristan said. "It's abnormal that you do the trifle yourself." "Ms. Marsh has a special identity. Everything about her is a big deal," Zack said. "Mr. Marsh will see what we have done for Ms. Marsh." That made sense! So Tristan didn't say anything more but nodded.