Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

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Chapter 1485: Eason, The Little Matchmaker

"Huh?" Monica was confused, turning her eyes to look at Tristan, "Alright." Then she turned to do as he instructed.

As she cback pushing the shopping cart, Eason had two more dolls in his hands!

"Look at this! Tristan is so amazing!!" Eason jumped up in excitement!

Monica was also stunned. The loose crane, under Tristan's control, was like magic, catching a doll every time!

In just a few minutes, plush dolls crolling out one after another, and Eason happily picked them up and put them in the

shopping cart.

Monica was dumbfounded, "You are... too good, aren't you?" Tristan was virtually flawless.

Basking in her admiration, Tristan was naturally in a slightly better mood.

"Wow!" Monica clapped her hands like a child, turning her worshipful gaze to him. "Tristan is so incredible! He's like our idol!"

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Listening to her coquettish voice, Tristan's stern CEO face broke into a brilliant smile, the upward curve of his lips becoming even

more attractive.

"Do you want to know the secret?" Tristan continued to grab dolls.

"Yes! Teachquickly!" The girl was already impatient.

While demonstrating, Tristan explained to her, "This is using Newton's first law, utilizing acceleration and inertia."

Seeing her still not quite understanding, Tristan made a detailed analogy, which made Monica even more admiring of him.

"Do you want to try?" Tristan looked at her.

The girl took a deep breath and held the joystick again. She was not very good at it, and with him being so excellent beside her,

she suddenly felt pressured.

"Don't be nervous, even if we don't catch any, we won't lose anything." Tristan encouraged her, putting his hand on hers. "The

process needs to be smooth, your hand can't shake, or the claw will wobble along."

Her hand no longer shook, all controlled by Tristan, but her heart was like a deer hitting drums.

In no time, he held her hand and successfully caught a cart full of plush dolls of various styles.

"Great!" Eason clapped his hands.

"Alright, we have to go." Tristan let go of her hand. "First, send Eason back to the hospital, then send Monica home, then | have to

go to the company for a meeting."

Eason was just enjoying the process of catching toys, he didn't need these toys.

So the two large bags of plush toys ended up in Monica's hands, becoming private gifts from Tristan, which made her extremely

happy.

Actually, she also enjoyed this process.

For her, the significance of these small toys had long surpassed the dolls themselves.

On the way back to the hospital, Eason turned his eyes and asked, "Monica, when will you cto seeagain?" He seemed to

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have becattached to her, feeling a bond with her, and he particularly liked her.

"l..." Monica didn't know how to answer this question, after all, she couldn't just go whenever she wanted.

"When Tristan has time." At this moment, Tristan, who was driving, spoke up. "When Tristan is not busy, he will take Monica to the

hospital to see you."

"Okay!" The little guy believed deeply because Brother Tristan had never lied to him.

The car stopped outside the hospital lobby. They took Eason upstairs and handed him over to the butler. When they cdown,

Monica said to Tristan in the elevator, "You go to your company, | can take a taxi home."

"The roads are slippery due to snow, | don't trust others driving." Tristan said, "There are too many accidents."

"But you have a meeting."

"It doesn't matter if I'm a bit late."

Although it was just a few simple sentences, they showed his concern for her, making her feel warm inside.

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