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Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 961 Zack’s Guess
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Chapter 961 Zack’s Guess "Hello, Mr. Clarke," Tristan, Zack's special assistant, answered the call.

Playing with the crystal, Zack frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "lvan Marsh has been looking for this crystal. He saw it a few days ago. Why didn't he make any move?" "I'm also puzzled about it," Tristan answered thoughtfully, "Our men have been spying on him and will keep you updated." "What on earth is in Ivan Marsh's mind?" asked Zack. "Why does he look for this half of crystal? Does he also believe the rumor?" "What does the rumor have to do with the crystal, then?" Tristan said, "Upon his intelligence, he won't be so stupid to believe the crystal is the key to the treasure base." Zack narrowed his gaze. "No matter what he's thinking about, we must be alert. More and more people are watching the Clarke family and the treasure." "OK, Mr. Clarke." Zack ended the call, standing next to the floor-to-ceiling window in the dark. As the president of the Clarke Group, he was well respected.

After bidding on the glorious daytime and returning home, he was also bothered.

"Daddy, dinner... is ready. Eat?" his 12-year-old son suffering from mental retardation looked into the study timidly.

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Zack put away the crystal and walked towards the boy. "Eason, did you learn reading today?" He bent over and lifted his son with a smile.

"Ehn. I... | did." Eason thought for a while in his arms. After they were about to go downstairs, he finally uttered, "| learned 'big'. B-I-G." When Zack was about to praise Eason, he saw a strange woman in the living room with his wife and daughter.

"Zack," Joan said gently, "Jolly needs to take care of her daughter. | found a new maid from the agency." "Good evening, Mr. Clarke. Please call me Leeny." The woman was in her fifties, wearing plain clothes. She sounded not too humble nor too arrogant. "I've been working as a maid for 30 years. I'm good at cooking, laundry, and cleaning." Zack put down his son, and his gaze fell on the new maid. He went downstairs.

According to his sensitivity through working in the business field, he didn't think Leeny was simply a maid.

"All right." He smiled at her and said in an easygoing tone, "Nice to meet you, Leeny. Thank you for your hard work in advance." "Please don't mention it, Mr. Clarke. If | made any mistakes, please correct me on time. | would change." After dinner, Zack saw Leeny cleaning, seemingly working hard.

He thought for a moment and said calmly, "Excuse me, Leeny." "Yes, Mr. Clarke?" Leeny stopped cleaning and looked up at him.

"Can you please clean my study later? Don't move the books on the shelves. Sort out my desk and dust it." He added purposely, "Please clean the piano in the corner carefully. Make sure it's clean. Don't break it." "OK, Mr. Clarke." Standing at the door, Georgia watched him go upstairs and heard his reminders to Leeny. She was annoyed.

‘That woman has died many years. You still can't let go of her, can you?' After going to the second floor, Zack entered the study and immediately put the crystal on the desk.

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Then he checked the pinhole camera hidden in the lamp and strode out.

He suspected Leeny worked for Ivan and was sent to steal his crystal.

According to Ivan's smartness, Zack was sure he must have remembered his crystal.

He guessed Ivan had made a fake one in the past few days and planned to exchange it with the real one.