Mr. Marsh’s Twins

The young girl had a bright smile on her face; she genuinely liked the little kitten. Spencer waved at her, taking two steps back with a smile. “I have to go now. Your sister is still in the car, and we need to get to the set.”

“Okay.” The girl glanced outside. “Goodbye!” Seeing them reconcile made her believe in love even more and filled her with envy.

“Goodbye.”Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Their intimate interaction was not only noticed by other company employees, who were envious, but also by Ivan from a distance. He stood there with a commanding presence, his gentle gaze directed towards the lobby entrance.

It seemed Spencer was truly invested in this relationship, showing such care even for his sister. Ivan thought this was a good thing; only when a man puts in effort does he learn to cherish it. Taking advantage without giving anything in return was the tactic of a scoundrel.

“Mr. Marsh,” a senior executive handed him a document, respectfully calling his attention back from his thoughts. Ivan snapped back to reality, took the document, and began reviewing it as they exchanged a few words.

Agnes, holding ‘Bubu,’ happily turned towards the elevator. At that moment, her previously empty heart felt full. She loved the kitten because it reminded her of someone she dared not keep close due to the painful memories it evoked.

If someone has deeply touched your heart but no longer exists in real life, what kind of torment would that be?

She pressed the elevator button and waited for it to arrive. Once the people inside exited, she stepped in with the kitten. Meanwhile, several assistants followed her in, holding documents and wearing formal attire with work badges.

“Hey, why did you bring a kitten here?”

“The company has strict rules against bringing pets.”

“Are you new here?”

Just as Agnes felt embarrassed, before the elevator doors closed, Mr. Marsh stepped inside.

“Hello, Mr. Marsh!” Everyone stood straight against the walls and greeted him.

“Hello, Mr. Marsh.” Agnes also moved aside with the kitten, feeling nervous because bringing pets into the company was against the rules.

The assistants hoped Mr. Marsh would get angry since Marsh Group was known for its strict regulations-how else could it be an industry leader?

The elevator doors closed as Ivan pressed the floor button for the executive office.

Seeing Agnes’s tension and unease, Ivan said nothing but reached out to pet the kitten in her arms. His well-defined hand gently stroked its back, making Agnes look up suddenly.

Meeting her gaze, Ivan’s lips curved slightly. “What’s its name?”

“Bubu,” Agnes replied nervously.

He thought his brother was thoughtful indeed, even finding a cat with the same name.

Ivan nodded and withdrew his hand without further questions.

Ding-the elevator doors opened as the assistants left with puzzled and envious looks.

The doors closed again, leaving only Ivan and Agnes inside.

With his hands in his pockets, he remained silent.

“Mr. Marsh,” Agnes looked up at him and softly explained, “This kitten was just given to me by a friend. I won’t bring it to the company again. Please rest assured; it won’t affect my work.”

“Okay,” Ivan nodded, his expression still gentle.

“Thank you for understanding.” As the doors opened once more, Agnes bowed to him and quickly exited with ‘Bubu.’