Dear Ex-wife, Marry Me novel Chapter 536

Ian was aware of the Sanders family, the earliest immigrants who rode the wave of the era to make films. They started from silent black and white films and now they've got every genre in their portfolio. They even host the world-famous Geska Award, which speaks volumes about their wealth and influence.

The Sanders clan has two sons, so the little princess has two big brothers.

These two brothers are like chalk and cheese. Ian only crossed paths with the older Sanders brother during his three years abroad, and he’s a pretty chill dude. As for the younger Sanders, word is he's a notorious playboy in North America.

If news about the Sanders princess not being blood-related to the Sanders family got out, it would stir up a hornet's nest.

Being the big kahuna of the global film industry, the Sanders family and their HW group have a lot of people's interests in their hands. Otherwise, they wouldn't have people out for their blood.

"So, I returned home early on Mr. Sanders' personal request, and besides, I finished my studies abroad early and got my certificate," said the man.

Ian didn't bat an eyelid. He couldn't care less about other people's family drama.

Phelps stood up.

"I heard from Tyler that the Raymond Corporation is planning to dip its toes in the film industry. It's bound to cross paths with the Sanders family."

He picked up his medical kit, "Besides doing my job well, my task now is to find out which hospital Mrs. Sanders gave birth in."

On his way out, he turned to Ian.

"If your designer needs a hand, send her straight to the hospital to see me."

After the door shut, Ian tossed the documents on his desk.

Ten minutes later, Carlene called him up about the city land deal.

"Ian, the EverBest Group is going to bid for it tomorrow. How much do you reckon it's worth?"

Just as Ian was about to answer, there was a knock on the door. He frowned, got up to answer it, and found it was Maja.

His eyes flickered at the sight of her and he promptly hung up on Carlene.

He took a quick look at Maja. Her hair still wet from a shower, hung softly over her shoulders and a few strands tucked behind her ears. When she wasn't being a pain in the ass, she was pretty cute.

Ian pulled her in, thinking she was late, "I'll call Phelps and ask him to swing by again."

He took her hand and checked on it carefully.

"Mr. Raymond, my hand is fine. I came to ask for a favor."