Chapter 967 The Encounter "Do you have an appointment," asked the receptionist.
Zack shook his head. "Unfortunately, no." "Here is the thing, mister. Mr. Marsh is at a meeting." The receptionist checked Ivan's schedule. "After the meeting, he has an important project negotiation. In the afternoon, he had two video conferences." Then she looked up and added, "Anyway, his schedule is full today. If you want to see him, you can make an appointment, and it'll be next Monday at the earliest." Zack knew Ivan was super busy but didn't expect his hands to be THAT full.
"Mister, would you like to make an appointment?" The receptionist smiled at him. "If so, | can register you and submit it for approval. I'll inform you on the phone after it's done." When Zack was lost in thought, an elevator's doors slid open.
Jennifer walked out in her high heels. Shortly after, she saw a familiar figure in the lobby.
Jennifer stopped mid-step, looking over.
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'It's him... Why is he here?’ Seeing Zack talking to the receptionist, Jennifer strode towards them.
"Good day, Ms. Brooks," the receptionist greeted her respectfully.
Zack followed her gaze and saw Jennifer.
She looked pretty and innocent. Her hair and eyes were ink-black, and she emanated a unique temperament.
"Good day, Mr. Clarke." Jennifer smiled at the mid-aged man. "Are you here to see someone?" Before Zack answered, the receptionist hurriedly replied, "Ms. Brooks, this gentleman is looking for Mr. Marsh, but he hasn't had an appointment." "It's alright." Jennifer darted at her and said gently, "Let me handle it. You can go back to work." "OK, Ms. Brooks." "Mr. Clarke, you want to see Mr. Marsh. May | know if it's something critical?" Jennifer stared at Zack. "Would you mind me passing on a message to him?" Zack didn't answer, looking hesitant.
Jennifer added, "I'm his wife, the vice president of the Marsh Group. My name is Jennifer Brooks." Zack was surprised. "How did you know my family name was Clarke?" Jennifer was slightly taken aback, her brain working fast. "We met before, Mr. Clarke. Besides, the Clarke Group is famous in Arkpool City. Your photo is shown on your company's official website." Her explanation made sense.
Looking into her eyes, Zack was in a trance for a while.
Her image overlapped the little girl's in his memory, especially her eyes becoming increasingly familiar.
"If you only wish to talk to Mr. Marsh, you can wait for a moment." Jennifer raised her wristwatch and checked the time. "His meeting will end in half an hour. Can you please follow me to the lounge?" Zack found her eyes were intense, as if they could drown him.
"Mr. Clarke?" Jennifer called him gently and found he was absentminded.
Zack immediately returned to his senses.
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"No... Please don't bother." He suddenly rambled in his statement. Hurriedly, he added, "Nothing critical, in fact. | just dropped by. Mr. Marsh is busy. | won't disturb him then." With those words, he turned away without waiting for Jennifer's response.
Jennifer wanted to call to him but bit back the words that sprung to her lips. Although she smiled at his receding figure, bitterness surged in her chest.
She was close to him just now, so she saw the gray hair on his temples.
She also saw his face was wrinkled, which showed the traces of the time.
Although he walked upright and spiritedly, he was indeed old.
"Excuse me, Ms. Brooks." The receptionist studied her for a long time and asked, "Do you know the gentleman just now?"