Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan)
Chapter 1682: Reporting The Situation

Chapter 1682: Reporting the Situation

Claire turned her gaze and smiled gently, "Yes, I have a brother." She completely disregarded past grievances and hoped that the princess could let go of her resentment. Her response eased Catherine's embarrassment to some extent.

Catherine thought to herself, this girl looks quite smart, she probably won't tell Mr. Marsh about the trouble I caused her, right?

If she did, then that would be really... sigh, how troublesome.

Catherine felt regretful. She had let jealousy cloud her judgment before, but now that she had calmed down, all she wanted was to hold onto Ivan's thigh tightly!

On the other hand, Claire was a novelist. She often created characters, so she could perceive the princess's inner thoughts from her subtle expressions.

The siblings had a cup of tea with the princess and then Ivan bid farewell to her, taking Claire with him.

Throughout the entire encounter, Claire never had a falling out with Catherine. Her attitude remained gentle as if the previous grievances never existed. This relieved the middle-aged woman to some extent.

Ivan took Claire back to the accommodation arranged by Catherine earlier.

"Mr. Marsh, something happened today that I want to tell you." As soon as they entered the gate, Claire changed her lively and spirited demeanor. She suppressed her smile, and her face suddenly became a bit heavy.

"Go ahead," Ivan said.

She sighed lightly, "Prince Taylor has been clinging to me. He followed me all the way to the king's palace and even to my study. I explained to him multiple times that I need my own space to study." Listening to her, Ivan realized that the situation was not ideal, but he didn't interrupt. He just looked at her with a puzzled expression.

Claire continued, "Then he actually had someone bring a table and chair and stayed outside my door to study. Unfortunately, the king found out about it and got very angry. He scolded Prince Taylor and forbade him from coming over again."

As Ivan listened, his brow furrowed slightly. "So, has your relationship with Rowan been exposed? That's not a good thing."

"Not yet. However, the king knows about my identity and he knows that Rowan and I are in a romantic relationship. So maybe he's trying to protect me and keep Taylor away from me," Claire explained. "The king knows about your identity? Did you tell him?" Ivan asked.

"It wasn't me," the girl shook her head. "Rowan told him a long time ago, probably hoping that the king could cooperate with us in gathering evidence. That's why I've been having meals with the king recently, even entering his private dining room to obtain food samples again."

"Doesn't that raise suspicions?" Ivan expressed his concern. "And what about Eden?"

"I don't think so, because the king also provided a reasonable explanation for dining with me. It's just that this incident made Catherine jealous," Claire replied. "Jealous?" Ivan was a bit confused. What's there to be jealous about between generations? What's so tasty about this jealousy? Who is jealous on behalf of whom?

"She had Jolie come and replace me, summoning me to her palace. Then she warned me, thinking that I had some improper relationship with the king."

Now that was beyond reason! Ivan furrowed his brow lightly. He entered a contemplative state.

Claire sighed softly again, but then she had a different thought. "Actually, it's okay like this. At least there's no misunderstanding about me and Rowan. It greatly protects him and also benefits our upcoming actions. If my undercover identity is exposed, the culprit will definitely be more vigilant."

"Don't worry, I'll try to give Catherine some information," Ivan came up with an idea. "I'll say that you and your boyfriend have a stable relationship, that you're each other's first love, and that you'll be getting married soon."

Claire also thought about the scene where she had a chance encounter with Rowan today.

She desperately wanted to see him, even if it was just for five minutes. She had something to explain to him.