###Chapter 73 Full Stop Of The Story

After several times of facing life and death, Ivelle was finally calm. She tidied up her clothes. Marcela hurriedly came up and pulled her, "Ivelle, you can't go! The master has a bad temper, but you can see his heart. You young people can't make random decisions out of impulse which you will regret later on."

She was blocked by Marcella so she felt some helplessness, "Marcela, I just do not want to live here. I will not to go far away."

Marcela shook her head and tugged at Ivelle with determination. Seeing that it didn't make sense to Ivelle, Marcela burst into tears and began to cry.

She supported her head while feeling a little helpless.

After flipping about it for a long time, she had to compromise so she finally stayed. But instead of staying in the master's bedroom, she moved to the sky garden room on the top floor.

The baby had been three months old, and her belly was beginning to look a little bulging. She couldn't run around with her belly, so she basically walked on both sides of the company and the villa every day.

Fortunately, there was not much about Samson's Electronics. She only needed to look at the market report and check the data when she went to the company every day.

She heard that Jordan was on a business trip abroad, but she didn't pay attention to it. Even if they lived under the same roof, their hearts were not together, so it had nothing to do with her where he went.

On Friday evening, Maisie Rogers called and said that he asked her to go shopping with her. The baby would be born in a few months so they needed to buy some baby supplies.

She answered while Kyle Branson hugged a stack of documents, put them on her desk, and said, "Director, Astley's audit is almost done, and it will be completed in a few days. This is the result of the credit audit. Take a look. I'll get it at AC tomorrow."

After taking a look at the documents piled up on the table, she nodded and remembered that she had asked her to pay attention to the right thing. She said, "Let me take a look at Samson's Electronics' market information. The product feedback is good. Is there any news from Samson's Electronics?"

Kyle said, "Samson's Electronics have produced a product at the same time, which is mainly based on AI advancement. Because it is aimed at students, it is basically promoted in schools. The products are very good, but the price and cost are relatively high, so it is acceptable to a small number of people."

Ivelle nodded, "Well, you keep paying attention. If necessary, you can make an appointment to see the president of Samson's Electronics."

Samson's Electronics had always been based on technological research and development, but it was still not so good in marketing and management. If Jordan could acquire the technology stock of Samson's Electronics, it would definitely be a breakthrough in the development of technology in the future.

Kyle nodded. "Well, I recently met Samson's Electronics' marketing manager who seems to be very close to a technology company in City A."

"Hmm!" Technology companies wanted to expand their development, probably in order to find a financier, but that was all right. Ivelle looked up and looked at Kyle, "Have you been in love?"

She was stunned and smiled awkwardly. "Well, I'm going to get married soon!" As she spoke, she subconsciously touched the ring on her finger.

Ivelle smiled. "Is he from our industry? Aren't you going to go out for dinner?"

When women were surrounded by love, they would be beautiful and sweet. She smiled and said, "I've been busy all this time, so I basically don't have time. It's better to wait for this period of time. If Liam Weld doesn't dislike it, we'd like to ask you to be the witness of marriage."

"Are you ready to get married?" Ivelle was a little surprised. According to her recent observation, she should have been in a relationship for just a month or two.

She nodded. Her face flushed. She said, "We were classmates and have known each other for a long time, but we didn't want to talk about it before. Recently, our family is in a hurry, so we are going to get married."

Ivelle smiled and said nothing more. Felix Stewart called, so she put the papers away and went out.

When she picked up the phone, she said, "Hello, Dr. Silverman!"

"Ivelle, do you have a minute?" It sounded like something was wrong with him.

She was stunned and said, "I have an appointment with Maisie tonight. What's wrong?"

The other end of the phone was silent and said, "It's all right. Be sure to call. Let me know how you are."

She frowned subconsciously and said, "I'm fine, don't worry!"

"Did you have a fight?"

"No!"

There was no quarrel between Jordan and Ivelle. They were people with different minds, and it was not a quarrel either.

After a pause, he said, "Good. There is a box on my desk in my office. It's a gesture. Take the time to pick it up and eat it on time."

"Well, thank you!"

"You're welcome!"

After a few implicit words, she hung up the phone. She looked at the time. It was time to get off work.

She made an appointment with Maisie to go to the mall. After clearing the table, she went directly to the parking lot. After what happened last time, she seldomly parked her car in the underground garage.

So later, she wouldn't drive the car directly to the parking lot downstairs, and there was always a dark place left by it in the garage. Although the parking lot could easily let the car be scorched in the sun, it was at least a little safer.

When she got on the bus, she backed the car out of the parking space and was about to leave. She came across a person who was a little familiar. In Kian Hastings' cautious red sports car, in a black cayenne, sat a middle-aged man who was slightly fat and whose figure looked very familiar to her.

She didn't see clearly the face of the middle-aged man who kidnapped her, but she remembered his figure very clearly. She couldn't help but stop the car and take a closer look at the middle-aged man in the banquet car.

But after a while, the man drove away.

After all, she didn't see the man's face clearly at that time, and there were many fat middle-aged men. She was afraid he was a little difficult to find in the crowd.

After hesitating for a while, she still drove to the mall agreed with Maisie.

When she arrived, Maisie had been waiting for her for quite a while. When she saw her, she pouted and said, "Ivelle, you are half an hour late."

Ivelle handed her the milk tea in her hand, then she said, "There was a traffic jam on the road. I didn't mean to be late. I came to buy you milk tea, which can be regarded as an apology."

She took the milk tea and said, "For the sake of your sincerity, I won't argue with you."

In the center of Hempstead, the shopping mall was huge. Maisie probably hadn't come out for too long, so she was very excited. From her own words, she didn't eat in the morning just to save her stomach for a seafood buffet.

Ivelle chuckled. She couldn't help thinking that at that time in college, they didn't have much living expenses. In order to have a good meal, they would always save for a long time, and then made an appointment to have a fast-food meal together.

Years had marks and memories.

Thinking about it carefully, that time was her happiest days although they didn't have money. There was no burden in her heart, so she felt clean and free.

After dinner, Maisie dragged her into a mother-and-baby store, turned around, and then chose some things for the baby to be born.

Looking at the things she chose, they were all pink and tender, so Ivelle couldn't help laughing. "They are all pink and tender, but what if it's a son?"