Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

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Since she had said it that way, Monica felt relieved, realizing that age was not an issue. The mother and daughter left the hotel, and Monica originally planned to use her phone to call an Uber. To her surprise, Belinda pressed the car key in her hand, and a silver Bentley's door opened not far away.

"..." Monica's steps faltered, and she looked at her mother in astonishment.

"Let's go!" Belinda, carrying a bag worth nearly a million, swayed her hips and headed toward the car. The girl cto her senses and quickly followed, "Whose car is this?" "Mine!" Belinda opened the door and sat in the driver's seat, "Get in the car, baby!" She had a strong premonition that Monica would definitely be impressed by the talented Tom Fritz.

Wearing a purple dress, Monica sat in the passenger seat. She fastened her seat belt and opened Facebook to share her location with Tristan.

But her location remained solitary.

What was going on? She sent a text message to remind him: We're leaving with my mom now. Hurry up and join the shared location. Waiting for your rescue.

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After sending the message, she looked out the window at the scenery, gripping her phone, waiting for a response.

The car drove forward.

Belinda occasionally glanced at her daughter, "Who did you just text? What did you send?" She was a bit curious, but didn't want to pry too much.

"It's nothing, | just commented on a classmate's stories," Monica replied.

Belinda didn't doubt her daughter's story.

She believed that as long as her daughter agreed to meet Tom Fritz, everything would be fine. Maybe her daughter would fall in love with him at first sight. Even if she didn't, as long as she didn't dislike him at first glance, there was still a chance for them in the future! Thinking about this, Belinda couldn't help but smile.

Monica glanced at her too, and her phone vibrated in her hand. She quickly looked at it and saw a message from Tristan. She hurriedly muted their conversation to avoid her mother noticing their back-and-forth contact.

Tristan had sent her an emoticon with the words "okay" on it. It was a very cute little rabbit.

Looking at the rabbit, Monica felt warmth in her heart and couldn't help but want to smile, but she held it back.

Tristan must be a very tender-hearted person, right? A cool, overbearing person using cute emoticons - quite interesting.

In the early winter morning, the wind that cthrough the window was a bit chilly.

The hotel was built around the lake, so the lakeside greenery was particularly good, with the air filled with the scent of lake water, grass, and trees.

The wind brushed past Monica's eyes, cheeks, and hair. She suddenly noticed that Tristan had joined the shared location, and her heart was filled with joy.

He wasn't far from her, and no matter what he was doing, as long as he promised to come, he would arrive soon, right? With Tristan to rescue her, what was there to fear about blind dates? She wanted to bring the person she loved in front of her mother! One only lives once, and one shouldn't compromise in marriage! Monica's lips curled up, and she looked out at the scenery, her heart finally at ease.

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The Fritz family was low-key in Arkpool City, but their wealth was on par with the Clarke family.

Mrs. Fritz was a happy woman nourished by love, living each day leisurely and elegantly. She loved to plant and cultivate flowers in her daily life.

Sure enough, her son's detached villa courtyard was also filled with the world's most expensive roses, which bloomed in different seasons, making it beautiful all year round.

In the early winter, under the beautiful morning light.

Tom Fritz, wearing a limited-edition handmade shirt, was in the yard. He held a pair of scissors, accompanying his mother as they trimmed the roses’ branches, caring for them like children.

He was truly adept at this, making him a person who loved life as well.

The vast expanse of roses was stunning and elegant, both light and passionate.

Surrounded by such beauty, no one could be worried.

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