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Chapter 1275 Missing Him In the private jet, Tristan and Ivan half-lied in their seats. Jennifer was making fruit tea for them. "Tristan, you are indeed attractive.
William is conceited, but he wants you to be his son-in-law." "That old man always looks down his nose at others," Ivan echoed, "He started looking for Daniel's husband when she was still a child." Tristan felt annoyed, however. Heaving a sigh, he replied, "I didn't expect him to play such a trick. Is he still living in Middle Ages? Besides, his daughter is only 18." "If you hadn't calledearlier or | hadn't realized your situation back then..." Jennifer looked at him while making tea. "I can't imagine if you'd already married his daughter under his pressure." Before Tristan answered, Ivan asked, "Who is that girl on your bed, Tristan? Why wasn't his daughter there?" He had been wondering this question for a long time.
Ivan couldn't figure out the answer as it looked too illogical.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTristan's heart jolted. He explained, "The girl on my bed... She's... It's a long story. She's just a friend of mine who has donea favor, anyway." "Did you spend the night together?" "In a simple way, we stayed in the sroom." "Did she pretend to be your girlfriend?" Jennifer blurted out.
Tristan explained, "Nothing has happened between us. She slept on the bed, and | slept on the couch." "Did William believe it?" "Not completely." "Does the girl have a crush on you?" Jennifer remarked in a woman's shoe, "Otherwise, how could she have agreed to pretend to be your girlfriend? Besides, she was willing to spend a whole night with you in the room. Didn't she concern about her reputation?" Tristan didn't tell them about his tic blind date when he first met Monica. Taking over the teacup from Jennifer, he replied flatly, "Stop being so curious." He did appreciate Ivan and Jennifer for helping him so quickly.
"Don't mention it. We're family." Ivan smiled at him. "Andrew is working harder than Finnley. I've trained another competent assistant." Talking about Finnley, Tristan couldn't help missing Claire. He would return to the familiar city soon. Probably, he would meet her again. Tristan was expectant and depressed as he couldn't do anything even if they reencountered.
He had promised to let go of her and wished her to be happy.
While sipping the tea, Tristan peered out of the window, lost in thought.
"Honey, will Finnley return to his hand take over his family company soon?" Jennifer asked gently, "When exactly?" "By the end of this year." Ivan was reluctant to let him go. However, nothing would last forever in one's life.
He said, "Finnley is going to have a baby. His father is aging. As the only child in the Russell family, Finnley has to take over the family company ASAP, so his father can enjoy his retirement." "Finnley is competent. | believe his company will develop well." Jennifer trusted Finnley.
"l agree. He's smart and working hard," Ivan complimented him, "After marrying, he becmore responsible. He's becmore and more excellent." Everyone could tell Finnley increasingly becmore outstanding.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"If a man meets a good woman and has a happy marriage, he'll becbetter." Russell's Residence, Arkpool City.
It was evening.
Holding her phone, Claire paced in her bedroom back and forth. Rowan hadn't messaged her for a whole day. She couldn't help wondering what he was doing.
After writing her draft absentmindedly, she revised it and uploaded it online but wasn't in the mood to reply to the readers’ comments.
"Is he busy?" "Even if so, he should be able to make tto message me, right?" While walking back and forth, Claire missed him deeply. Then she sat on the couch with her legs crossed, tabbed to open Facebook, and sent him a private message. "Hey, what are you busy with?"