Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

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Chapter 1536: Tristan's Big Surprise

"Did you hear me? Don't use silence as a rebuttal."

"Alright, alright, rest assured, | will protect myself. I'm not love-crazed, and think about it, Tristan is definitely a reliable person."

"Marriage is not maintained by love, nor is it maintained by a sense of ty." Belinda was particularly afraid of her getting hurt.

"You guys are in love now, and you find each other suitable, but when you actually take the step towards marriage, there will be a

lot of adjustments to be made. Your mom has lived longer than you and has seen many examples."

Walking along, Monica turned her head, sensing her mother's anxiety. She asked, "Mom, do you feel like I'm about to get married

because I'm in a relationship? Like you're about to lose me? Does it feel strange?"

Belinda's heart skipped a beat, feeling as if Monica had hit the nail on the head.

She thought for a moment, then said, "I've seen first loves break up after eight years and never speak to each other again."

"Emotions are unpredictable, there are too many uncertain factors." Monica responded openly.

Guided by the room number Tristan had provided, Belinda led Monica to the door.

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When Monica saw Tristan, she was clearly taken aback, and the previous topic cto an abrupt halt.

Tristan wore a gentle smile, not expecting Belinda to bring Monica. He stood up to greet them, "Was the traffic smooth?" Seeing

Monica, he was very happy.

"Not at all, sorry to have kept you waiting." Belinda stepped inside.

Tristan was also polite, "I just arrived too, and we're still a good ten minutes away from our agreed time, so there's no need to

apologize for being late."

"Belinda!" Monica cto her senses, quickly grabbing her arm, "Your business partner is Clarke Corp?!"

"Yes." Belinda sat down in a chair.

Oh my god! Monica was stunned!

Tristan walked over, put his arm around Monica, and started to explain in a soft voice, "I originally planned to tell you about this

later, but | didn't expect your aunt to tell you first."

"She didn't say, | just found out, | only know it now!" Monica was still shocked.

Tristan led her to a seat, "Another partner will be here soon, and as soon as he arrives, we will start the meal. The private dishes

here are very unique and worth trying."

As he was speaking, Tristan poured tea himself, holding the cup with both hands and presenting it to Belinda, "Aunt, please have

stea."

In fact, this dinner was largely a family feast, and it would be very alienating to address Mr. Norwell in front of Monica.

"Thank you." Monica took the tea cup he handed over, and immediately smelled the aroma, "This is buckwheat tea, right? It smells

so good!"

"Yes, and the wheat is also grown by them, purely natural, so the fragrance is particularly strong. You can't find this outside."

"I'm really honored today then." Monica smiled at him.

At that moment, footsteps were heard, and Algerone Swain walked in from the door. When he saw the people inside, his steps

faltered, he was caught off guard, and was shocked.

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"Dad?" Monica widened her eyes.

Belinda's face changed slightly, surprised, but she quickly understood.

Tristan stood up and introduced, "This is Mr. Swain, | believe everyone knows him, he is also our partner, no need for further

introductions." He clapped his hands and called to the door, "Waiter, serve the dishes!"

"Okay!" A waitress replied from outside.

Tristan's gaze fell back on Algerone Swain, and he hastily said, "Uncle Swain, cand sit!"

Finally, Algerone Swain understood. This was a meeting of the three partners, all arranged deliberately by Tristan. Everyone knew

this, except for Monica, who was the last to know.

As soon as Algerone Swain sat down, the wait staff started to serve the dishes one after another, introducing the origin of each

dish nas they served.

Even when all the dishes were served, the awkward atmosphere had not eased at all.

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