Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan)
Chapter 1467: Too Excited to Sleep

Chapter 1467: Too Excited to Sleep

The call ended, and Ivan Marsh turned around to sit against his headboard, pulling the blanket to his chest. He dialed Finnley Russell's number, indifferent to the time and whether Russell was asleep. After all, the matter of Claire had been a constant worry for everyone.

"Hello, Mr. Marsh." Finnley Russell was nervous receiving a call in the middle of the night. "What's up?" he asked, all ears.

"I just got a call from Rowan Watson; he said he saw Claire's novel updating. You need to quickly replace someone to trace the IP address of the published novel. You know the website she signed a contract with, right?"

"I do." Finnley Russell was stunned. The novel was updating?!

He hung up, sleep an afterthought, and quickly opened the novel website on his phone... the novel that had not been updated in four or five days was actually updated!

"What's wrong?" Mya, who was lying next to him, became anxious, "Dear, what happened?" In the light emitted by the phone screen, one could see his tension and urgency.

Staring at the screen, Finnley Russell's voice trembled with joy, "Claire's novel has been updated, it's been updated!"

"What?!" Mya propped up her body, then her heart surged with joy, "She's still alive?! That's great!" She pushed him, "Go tell mom and dad! Quick!"

"Hold on." Finnley Russell calmed down and quickly opened his contacts, "I need to make a call first."

"Who are you calling?" Mya was puzzled, shouldn't he let his parents know first? They hadn't slept well for many days.

Finnley Russell held the phone to his ear, and after a while, he spoke anxiously, "Hello! Alfie!"

"Finnley?" The young man asked calmly, "What's up?"

"I need a favor, it's urgent!"

"Go ahead."

II

Right, why should he ask someone else to trace it?

Here was a ready-made computer genius who dared to hack his own father's computer, and steal the Blue Sky Plan. Tracing an IP address was a small task!

So, Finnley Russell delegated this task to Alfie.

Then he went to his parents' bedroom to deliver this good news.

As the night deepened in Emerald Bay, the little night light in the master bedroom was glowing. The atmosphere was intense. Ivan Marsh told the woman beside him about the possibility of Claire still being alive, although Jennifer had heard the conversation on the phone.

But telling her was a form of respect.

"That's great, do you think we can replace her when we wake up?" Jennifer speculated, "Did she lose her memory? Is that why she hasn't contacted her family?"

Ivan Marsh did not answer her question. He turned around and their lips met again...

Her fingers, wrapped around his sturdy waist, slowly slid down... responding to him.

Outside the window, snowflakes began to fall, one by one, intoxicatingly beautiful.

It was almost New Year.

At this time, Rowan Watson, despite being busy like a top in the hospital all day, and feeling physically and mentally exhausted when he finished work, was wide awake. His mood was indescribably beautiful, as if a flower had blossomed in his heart.

Claire was still alive!

His Claire was still alive!

The snowflakes in the sky fluttered like catkins in spring, beautiful and romantic.

The night was particularly silent.

Rowan Watson, wearing a white high-necked sweater, leaned against the balcony railing with a glass of blueberry wine in his hand.

Every now and then, he gently swirled the wine glass, took a sip, and knew he would not sleep tonight. Not because of sadness, but excitement.

There would be good news as soon as dawn broke! Tracing an IP address was a simple matter for the Jing Corporation.

At three in the morning.

The sleepless Rowan Watson opened the novel website again, registered an account with his own name, and then left a comment at the end of the chapter-

"Claire, where are you? I'm Rowan Watson, I'm looking for you, I miss you."

"Claire, is it you? Are you safe?"

"Claire, are you asleep?"