Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

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Chapter 1531: Must Let Her Through Unconditionally

Meeting his gaze, Monica listened to him earnestly, a radiant smile playing on her lips, dazzling to behold. Tristan took her hand,

rubbing it in his palm, gazing at her with deep affection as if thad cto a standstill. At this moment, she looked incredibly

beautiful in his eyes.

Monica quickly recovered, withdrawing her hand from his and hurriedly closing the thermos bowl. "I... | have to go now, got a bit of

work to do."

She couldn't disrupt him too much during work hours. Actually, she had nothing to do, but she wanted to stick to him every

second. She had to control herself!

"Do you have something to do?" Tristan asked in a gentle voice. "Can | help?"

"No need, Mr. CEO," she giggled and declined.

Tristan's handseyebrows furrowed slightly, "You didn't callthat during the video call. Try callingthat again?"

"Call you what?" The girl turned her eyes to him, looking puzzled.

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He gazed at her with an extremely gentle look, "Think about it? Did you really forget?"

She thought seriously, when 'Tristan' popped up in her mind, Monica blushed instantly! Seeing him staring at her, his gaze growing

increasingly strange.

Monica stammered, "You... you go ahead with your work, | have to go now." Then she quickly picked up the thermos bowl and

turned to leave.

"Be careful on your way, senda message when you get home!"

"I know!"

"It's okay if you can't remember this time, try again next time!" he said purposely.

Monica ran off like a little rabbit, disappearing from sight.

Looking at the doorway where her figure had disappeared, a deeper smile lingered on Tristan's lips, a warm feeling spreading in his

heart.

The departing Monica was hopping and skipping as she walked, as if a flower had bloomed in her heart, she couldn't help but hum

a tune.

As she exited the elevator, she felt as if spring had come, giggling, "Hehe, I'm actually dating a god-like man!"

In the grandiose lobby on the first floor, the receptionists watched her leave, her joyous demeanor initiated a flurry of gossip-

"The intehas dug up that Miss Swain's parents are divorced, her family background might not be that good, and we don't know

what her character is like."

"A girl that Mr. Norwell is interested in, probably can't be too far off."

"That's for sure, but... | think Mr. Norwell is too perfect, no one can match him."

"He can't be alone for the rest of his life, right? Even excellent men need love."

The two originally whispered, not busy at the moment, but as they talked, their voices gradually lowered, until they finally closed

their mouths.

Because the door of the exclusive gold-plated elevator opened, Tristan, with his hands in his pockets, walked towards the

reception.

"Hello, Mr. Norwell!" The two receptionists greeted him loudly and respectfully, a little scared, wondering if he had heard their

conversation.

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Tristan stopped, his god-like face was cold and commanding, he asked, "Have you been watching the news?"

What news? There are so many news, which one is he referring to?

The two receptionists dared not answer rashly, although they both thought of his public announcement of the relationship.

They glanced at each other, then turned their gaze to the deep-eyed CEO in front of them.

"I'm in a relationship." Tristan raised an eyebrow, the corner of his mouth lifted slightly, showing a touch of gentleness.

"Congratulations, Mr. Norwell."

"Wishing Mr. Norwell a sweet romance!"

Tristan smiled, then looked at them seriously and said, "Have you seen the photo of my girlfriend? Or did you stop her when she

cin just now? Do you remember what she looks like now?"

"We remember, she's quite pretty." The receptionist grinned, not knowing what he was up to. Was it just to show off?

Tristan ordered seriously, "From now on, no matter when she comes to find me, you must let her through unconditionally, no

matter what I'm doing, understand?"

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