Chapter 439 Do You Understand My Feelings?

Marshall read the results of the investigation for a long time.

This man had done a lot of things, and he had also done small business, but it was not very profitable,
and finally failed.

According to the information, he had been working for the money shop for two years.

When Marshall remembered the list given by Husky, he just glanced at it roughly at that time and did
not remember whether there was this person's name.

But it had been two years, so he could not be a dogsbody who runs errands. He might have some
power.

Marshall read for a while and sent a message to Peter. As they talked, Frances came and sat opposite
Marshall.

Marshall looked up at her and smiled. "What's up? Do you want to talk to me?"

Frances spat out a sigh of relief. "Actually, nothing serious. I just wanna know how much do you know
about your father's past relationship with Cora?"

Marshall thought about it, put down his mobile phone, and took a sip of soybean milk. "I don't know
much. I know that my father took care of Aunt Cora when she was hospitalized before, and when he
came back, he would also tell us what he did in the hospital. Regardless of my dad's character, he was
honest at that time, so I think they had no affairs."

Frances took a steamed stuffed bun and did not eat it. She just looked down at it and said, "You may
not feel it. I’m a woman. I know women's thoughts. Maybe your father really did not mean anything
else, but Cora, she likes your father."



Frances added with a smile, "When you were young, I went to Cora’s home for the first time, and made
a scene like a crazy girl. Cora did not explain at that time and bore the slap. I could see that she was
guilty, so I couldn't restrain my temper, because she really had some thoughts about your father."

Marshall leaned back on the chair. "In fact, I think it’s normal. What you should mainly consider are my
dad’s thoughts. You cannot avoid and control other people who covert your mate or something else."

Frances looked at the Marshall and said, "You know a lot."

Marshall sighed, "I did not understand it at first, but I slowly figured it out during this time."

For example, he saw the messages of Clara, and after listening to the voice message of Clara, he
seemed to understand something at once, which he did not understand before.

When they first got divorced, Katherine always mentioned Clara, which was obviously meaningful. He
felt that she was thinking too much about Clara at that time.

Just like Khalid now, he always thought that Frances was overrated and narrow-minded.

Khalid felt that he had no feelings for Cora and Marshall thought that he had no involvement with Clara,
either. Both of them thought that their wife was making trouble without reason.

But they did not think about it carefully. They had never pondered that why Frances and Katherine
would have a sense of crisis.

Marshall admitted that Clara was once his ideal mate, but he was only satisfied with her appearance
and he had never had a crush on her.

Until he heard Clara's voice messages did he realize that Katherine was not too thoughtful. Instead, he
was not thoughtful enough.



Women were already sensitive, especially to the same sex. Frances and Katherine might have already
noticed something!

However, these men, who were not emotionally enlightened, had not kept up with their consciousness,
making the women lose a sense of security.

Marshall had to admit that it was his negligence. He had never shown a clear attitude so that Katherine
would always worry about Clara.

The problem lay with him.

Frances tightened her lips and sighed, "OK, I see. Stop. I feel you are teaching me a lesson."

Marshall laughed. They had breakfast slowly, and then Marshall went to the company.

When he got to the office, he just turned on the computer and the phone rang again.

Marshall took it over and looked at it. Clara sent a message again. She said she was sorry because
she had drunk too much last night and spoke at random.

Marshall just glanced at the message and then deleted it.

He did not want to reply. He just ignored it.

He put the phone aside and began to read the file, and Peter also came to give him some files then.

Peter also simply introduced the money shop, but it was just a clue in the investigation, and Marshall
just listen to him casually.

After Peter went out, Clara called Marshall.

It was a direct call this time, not a message.



Marshall did not feel uncomfortable, so he answered the phone directly.

However, Clara hesitated in speaking and asked what Marshall was doing, and if he was busy.

“Er,” Marshall said, "What’s the matter, Miss Clara? You can tell me directly. Is there anything to note
about the order?"

"No." Clara quickly said in a lower voice, "No. No, it's not working. It's private things."

Marshall smiled, "I don't think we have something private to discuss."

His tone was polite, while his remarks were actually very cold.

Clara became silent at once.

Marshall put down the papers and leaned back on the chair, her voice was very dull. "Miss Clara, I
have nothing private with you."

Clara took a deep breath, "Marshall, did you hear the message I sent yesterday?"

Marshall said after a few seconds, "Well, yes."

He had heard her messages and still said so. Clara already understood.

She smiled. "Marshall, do you think I'm funny?"

Marshall said, "No, I had no feelings."

Clara said helplessly, "I did not mean to bother you, but I was drunk yesterday, and I lost control of
myself. I really hope you never know about it."

Her voice went down. "Just pretend you don't know, and I hope it won't affect our cooperation."



Marshall said no and then became quiet.

He really had nothing to say to her.

Clara finally smiled. "OK. Then I won't delay your work. Goodbye."

Then Clara hung up directly.

Marshall slowly inverted his mobile phone onto the table and then continued to read the file as before.
He was not affected at all.

Clara put down her mobile phone with self-mockery on her face.

In fact, the result was not beyond her expectation.

Marshall and Katherine were so intimate and he would not react even he had understood her thoughts.

She was just too reconciled and could not control herself.

Clara rubbed her eyebrows. She had drunk too much last night and felt groggy and uncomfortable.

Her heart was more painful than her head.

After a while, Clara stood up, took the water cup, and walked outside.

She just came out of the office and saw Old Mr. Henderson coming out of the elevator.

Tomas Henderson greeted him at the elevator door with a smile, "Dad, why are you here?"

Old Mr. Henderson said in a deep and vigorous, "I’m looking for Clara. Just do your job. Don't worry
about me."

Then he saw Clara. Clara did not go to the tea room and quickly went over and said, "Hello, Grandpa."



He stared at her carefully for a while, then nodded, "Come and see you."

Clara chuckled and knew her grandfather was very worried about her, so she said, " Well, I’ve talked
with Marshall."


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