บททั้งหมดของ Getting my ex-wife back: บทที่ 791 - บทที่ 800

Jenna was stunned. "How did you know?" "It's no wonder your designs are so good." Melvin clapped his hands, realization dawning upon him. That explained why he thought she was familiar when he first caught sight of Jenna during the birthday party. He couldn't help but to say with a sigh, "Ms. Murphy, I'm so sorry that I couldn't recognize you. As a car designer myself, I am terribly ashamed for not recognizing you sooner." He had been in the car design industry for so many years, yet he had not recognized Jenna. Nevertheless, he could not be blamed. After all, this matter was too bizarre. Jenna was the spouse of Hansen, so she should not have been in Srirano in the first place. What was more shocking was that she appeared by Steffan's side, serving as a designer for Yintern Group. Moreover, Steffan openly proclaimed that she was his girlfriend. It would be no mean feat to relate one unimagined thing to another. As Melvin said these words, the surprise on Jenna's face

"Oh, and what kind of performance do you mean? The one in bed, or the psychological one?" Hansen laughed out loud as he joked. "Hey!" Jenna was embarrassed and shouted. Her face turned red, and she gnashed her teeth. "You know I didn't mean that." Hansen was pleased, letting out another laugh. After a while, he stopped smiling and teasing her. "Silly, you should have thought about what your husband's company is up to. Melvin is talented. It makes sense that Richards Group wants to welcome him aboard, but he is also coveted by a lot of companies. He may not necessarily come. Knowing the enemy will ensure a successful battle. Therefore, I have investigated Melvin's background before I came to the headquarters. I have already gathered this important information. Otherwise, how can I compete with him?" It occurred to Jenna that Steffan had also done a background check on Hansen. However, it was not as detailed and broad as Hansen's. This guy must be a veteran in the busin

"How did you know that I was just pretending?" Steffan sat up, raised his eyebrows, and asked coldly. A cold smile emerged from the corner of Hansen's mouth. He said slowly, "When Jenna and I supported your body back to your room, you placed all of your weight on my side. A drunkard wouldn't be able to do this." Steffan was shocked that he was able to figure this out. "I didn't want to put my weight on her." He pursed his lips slightly, with all of the calmness and none of the embarrassment. "Haha." Hansen chuckled. "You sure know how to be compassionate with women. It's not in vain for her to be so sincere towards you." "Of course." Steffan said shamelessly, "I know Dory's character the best." "Hence, you're using her gratitude and guilt towards you to hold her back?" Hansen asked as he raised an eyebrow. His expression was stern. "Hmph." Steffan let out a snort, and resumed speaking with disdain. "Dory chose to be with you because she's

"Yes, of course, I will. I'll congratulate her on your behalf." Very soon, Marissa went bustling about her business, and Jaqueline took her leave. After returning to the Capital City, she went to work with a heavy heart. As soon as she arrived at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the Deputy Minister told her that Hansen was with the President of Srirano. They were planning to send two representatives to Srirano. After hearing this, Jaqueline asked without hesitation, "Would it be fine for me to tag along?" The Deputy Minister glanced at her and thought that it was a good chance for a fledgling diplomat in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to gain some experience. Jaqueline had great requirements and it was a good opportunity. So, he immediately nodded and agreed. "Then, you should go home and prepare for it. We'll leave tomorrow morning." "Okay." Jaqueline nodded in agreement. However, her mind was in a daze. She would be working on technical policies, which

"Let's go," the stranger commanded her as soon as the door was shut. The van continued to drive forward. When she sensed the chemical fumes coming from the large hands that were covering her nose and mouth, Jenna knew that trouble was in store for her. As the man hurled her into the van, with her mind slowly slipping in a daze, she realized she might have been caught by some of Srirano's deadly theft gangs. Good grief. She might be doomed to die on that day. She struggled to get up, only to find that there were another four or five men in the van. Each of them had strong builds, and sly smiles on their faces. "Let me go, or I'll call the police," Jenna resisted loudly. "This girl seems like a catch. This mink coat she's wearing is worth at least a hundred thousand. Not only have we made a fortune, we can also enjoy the night away." One of the men grinned. Soon, the car erupted in sinister laughter. Jenna shivered. As a car designer, she k