NovelStartChapter 1240 Trying to Escape "Monica, where do you want to go?" Algerone Swain asked her in a helpless tone, staring at her lovingly.
Monica glanced around. Several bodyguards had surrounded her, so she couldn't escape at all. A few of them started to let other patrons leave the coffee shop.
Monica looked at her father while choking on her words.
"Sit down. Let's talk." Algerone sat opposite the booth where she sat earlier, unbuttoning his suit jacket.
Monica compromised, muted her phone, and sat down with a helpless look.
Algerone reached out to his bodyguards, and one passed him a photo album. After taking it over, Algerone passed it to Monica and said with a flattering smile, "Take a look." "No!" Monica refused stubbornly. "As | said, you are too unreliable. You'd better stay away from my marriage in the future." "I put much effort into making the photo album. Besides those young men's photos, each of them has a profile and an over-1000- words introduction, including their occupation, annual income, and characters. Also, their profiles include their ex-girlfriends and why they've broken up. Everything is real." "Your credit has beczero. | don't buy it." Monica glared at him unhappily and grumbled, "On my first blind date, the boy you introducedhad a girlfriend already. As Mom said, you are indeed unreliable." "Alas... That's not the case." Algerone said in chagrin, "It's my fault last time, Monica. I've learned the lesson." "You madefeel as if | couldn't find a boyfriend. You showedTristan's photos all the time. When | was interested to meet him, he took his girlfriend on our blind date. Humph!" "Monica, can you let go of it? It's my fault. I'm sorry, Monica. Please giveanother chance to find you a boyfriend." Monica grumbled, "If Mom knows it, she'll never letmeet you again." "That's why | decided to change my attitude. I've already done detailed research on those men. No mistake. | promise." Algerone also felt helpless. "You can't blme for the blind date, though. Tristan's father even didn't know he had a girlfriend. That boy is way too good at hiding it." Monica had no interest in knowing the truth. "I don't want to have a boyfriend now. I'm still young. Can you leavein peace?" "You are my daughter. | cannot." Algerone sighed, "Although | divorced your mother, | still love you, sweetheart." Monica had a manicure before coming to the airport. Studying her fingernails, she seemed not to listen to him seriously.
"Monica..." Algerone heaved a sigh. "I know I've owed you too much over the years. You are my only child. After marrying Luciana, we don't have children. It's because | love you, sweetie." "Stop it!" Monica raised her head and wore a wry smile. "Everyone has his or her right to be happy. I'm not an affiliate for you or my mother. I'm a person who can think independently. Thank you both for bringingto this world." "Can you stay, Monica?" Algerone was anxious. "All the single men are outstanding. 80% of them are company presidents. They are young and competent, also as handsas Tristan." "Stop pushing me! | don't want any blind dates," Monica told him straightforwardly. "My flight takes off at 3 P. M." "Where are you going?" Algerone widened his eyes in fear. "Back to your mother?" "Nah. I'll go to see my friends in the UK."
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