###Chapter 152 The Fishbone Card Has Arrived
###Chapter 152 The Fishbone Card Has Arrived
After all, after what happened with AC and Samson's Electronics made Ivelle didn't have a chance to get into Astley again.
In the middle of her wandering mind, she couldn't help eating a bite of the fish and didn't pay attention to the shark's fin.
The fishbone got stuck in her throat and she couldn't help but opened her mouth and coughed up.
Seeing this, Marcela hurriedly brought her water and patted ivelle on the back. "What can I do? Why did it got stuck?"
Ivelle swallowed a few times and it was as if her throat was stabbed. It was so sore that she almost burst into tears.
When they saw this, Harper hurriedly took the phone and called for help.
"What's the matter?" Jordan strode in and frowned when he saw that several people had lost their blood.
Marcela supported Ivelle and looked at him and said. "Ivelle's throat is stuck by fishbone."
He stepped forward a few steps, looked at her, and said. "Open your mouth!"
Ivelle opened her mouth, raised her chin and it was firmly but gently grabbed with the tip of his fingertip. He looked at it carefully, then loosened his hand and looked at Harper. "Let Dr. Evie come over!"
Harper nodded hurriedly and trotted out.
Jordan looked at her and said. "Why are you in such a hurry to eat? Are you afraid I'll come back and rob your food?"
She pursed her lips and looked at him aggrieved. her voice was a little hoarse. "I have a sore throat!"
He touched the tip of his nose and said helplessly. "It's good to know the pain and learn the lesson next time."
Seeing that he not only didn't feel sorry for her but also scolded her like this, Ivelle couldn't help but be aggrieved, red-eyed, and said. "I didn't mean to!"
Marcela sighed and couldn't help looking at Jordan and said. "Sir, stop talking with her. She's still in pain!"
Jordan raised his eyebrows and stopped talking.
It wasn't long before Dr. Evie came, took the fishbone out of her mouth, and said with a smile. "It's a good thing it's not deeply stuck. With such a big fishbone, you'll be in trouble and you will hurt your throat."
With lingering fear, Ivelle looked at the fish soup in front of her and lost her appetite all of a sudden.
She quietly pushed the fishbowl aside. Jordan looked at her small movements but smiled helplessly.
When he sent Dr. Evie away, he came to where Ivelle was. He put a bowl of fish soup in front of her and said. "have some fish soup!"
"I'm not hungry!"
With that, she went upstairs and went into the study room.
When Jordan came up, it was already half an hour later. With pastry in his hand, he saw her sitting in the hanging chair and flipped through the book without a glance.
He came up to her, put the cake on the edge of her mouth, and said. "Are you still angry?"
She curled her lips and avoided the cake that he handed her. Ivelle kept a calm face and didn't want to talk to him.
With a rare good temper, he put the cake on the table and took her down from the hanging chair.
He took it to the chair and let her sit on his lap. He took a file bag out of the drawer and handed it to her. "Open it!"
She tilted her mouth and said proudly. "I don't want to see it!"
He laughed. "When did you become so childish?"
After taking a blank look at him, she took the file bag and opened it. She couldn't help but be stupefied.
Ivelle looked at him and asked. "What are these things?"
"It's all for you!" He smiled and said. "These bank cards are all my Astley's income over the years. These were basically all of them, and they are all my pure assets."
Ivelle froze and looked again at the documents. They were all real estate contracts and some shops.
She can't help saying. "How come it's all my name? I don't seem to have bought these things."
He nodded. "These are all my real estate in various places and there are also some abroad. I let Felix transfer the ownership to your name a few days ago."
"Why?" It doesn't sit all right with her to be given these things.
"tT support the family!" He spoke with a smile in his eyes.
Ivell puckered her lips and returned everything to him and said. "I have my own money and my grandfather has saved a lot for me. I have also saved a lot from Astley's over the years. I usually have nothing to spend money on. I don't want it!"
Food, clothing, accommodation, and transportation are basically arranged in her daily life. Ivelle doesn't have the habit of shopping and she doesn't have a strong desire for shopping as well, so she doesn't usually spend any money at all.
Seeing that she slipped the document to him, he frowned, "Don't you want to spend my money? Or are you unwilling to spend my money?"
He was speechless. What's the difference between these two questions?
She looked at him. "No, I don't usually need money. Aren't you going to expand the market now? You can use this money to do things. It's no use staying with me.
He frowned, a little displeased. As soon as he opened his mouth, his cell phone rang.
Ivelle got up from him and listened to him as Jordan answered the phone. It was Brad who called him on the phone.
"What can I do for you?"
Instead of listening, she put the papers back in the drawer and went out of the study.
Before long, Jordan went out in a hurry. Ivelle thought that there was something wrong.
Harper and Marcela won't let her go out, so she can only make some cakes with them whenever she's bored.
When the doorbell rang, Marcela was busy bringing down the cakes out of the oven and Harper's hands were still full of flour.
Ivelle was the only one who was idle and moved to the hall to open the door. As soon as she opened the door, she was surprised to see that it was Aaron.
'Why would he come to us on his own initiative?'
"Hello, Mr. Aaron!" She opened her mouth and smiled politely.
He raised his eyebrows. "Aren't you going to let me in?"
"Of course not! Please come in!" He was invited into the hall.
Marcela and Harper don't know him, so they just simply greeted him.
They sat opposite each other in the hall's living room.
Ivelle can't help but wonder. "Mr. Badger, what are you doing here?"
He said nothing, but handed her the box in his hand and said. "Your phone was broken in the pond last night. I took the card off and changed it for you. The card has already been put in."
As soon as she heard his explanation, she was stupefied. Ivelle suddenly remembered that he followed her last night to give her a cell phone.
As a result, she pushed him into the pond.
When she thought of this, she couldn't help but feel flushed as her face reddened. She was embarrassed and hurriedly apologized. "I'm sorry about last night. I thought you are just teasing me. I'm sorry!"
He raised his eyebrows and said. "Why?"
After a pause, he curled his lips and said. "Do you want to despise you?"
She shook her head hurriedly. "No."
'How could a man with such a handsome face be so sick as to be interested in a pregnant woman like me?' Ivelle thought as she remembered Jordan's words.
'I thought he was hostile to Jordan and me because of Alice, so...'
Marcela finished the cake and looked at Ivelle and said. "Ivelle, I'll accompany you to the company later and send some to your husband. He will be happy to know that the cake was made by you."
She smiled and didn't say much. Ivelle didn't say much about how she made this cake. I just made it mostly because there are Harper and Marcela guided her.
However, the old woman also hoped that Jordan and she would have a better relationship, so that's why they said so.
She remained silent and only smiled in return.
Aaron looked at Marcela and said. "Can I take some back?"
She froze and opened her mouth for a moment.
He doesn't seem to be a pastry lover. She has been to their family's villa twice. The chefs who take care of the family are all top talents. Ivelle has never seen him eat pastry. So why did he ask for some?
Marcela nodded, agreed repeatedly, and then went to pack.
Ivelle was stupefied. She looked at Aaron and said. "You don't like cakes!"
He raised his eyebrows. "It's not bad for my health to eat a little once in a while!"
It seemed that what she thought was right.












