NovelStartChapter 1534: Tristan Plans a Meeting
The gaze between them was slightly intense, carrying a hint of suppressed urgency. Rowan Watson finally saw the woman he had
been longing for day and night. She had lost weight, which made his heart inexplicably tighten once again.
Claire's eyes brimmed with unshed tears. The smile she wore was as immaculate as untouched white canvas. Rowan Watson
couldn't hold back anymore. He reached out to grasp her wrist, pulling her into the room and closing the door behind them. He
gently pinned her against the door and kissed her passionately.
This kiss was filled with long suppressed longing, self-blame, and helplessness. Claire wrapped her arms tightly around his waist,
crying as they kissed...
At Clarke Corp, Tristan had just finished dealing with a mountain of files on his desk. He picked up his phone and dialed a number,
which connected after a short while.
"Mr. Swain," Tristan was very formal during work hours, "Are you free tonight?"
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"Why are you callingMr. Swain again? What, do you want to talk about work?" Algerone Swain guessed as soon as he heard
Tristan's voice. After all, they had signed a contract to develop a new property together after the New Year.
"Yes," Tristan heard his tone and assumed he was free, so he continued, "I was thinking of having dinner tonight. The property
development is a three-way collaboration, so it would be good to introduce you to the other partner. | have a preliminary plan that |
thought we could discuss over dinner."
"A three-way collaboration?" Algerone Swain heard this for the first time, "Does it involve the Marsh Group?" He assumed that a
collaboration between Clarke Corp and Marsh would be a straightforward affair.
"No, no," Tristan laughed, "My brother-in-law and | are not planning to collaborate at the moment. Both our companies are
developing steadily and he is currently focusing on the intesector, so he's not interested in property development.”
"Alright, what ttonight?" Algerone Swain agreed readily.
"Seven o'clock, at Riddle House."
"Alright, I'll be there on time."
"See you tonight, then. You go ahead with your work." Tristan waited for him to hang up first, paying attention to every detail.
Just as the call ended, a message from Monica reporting her safety arrived. She said she had reached home.
This message was sent by Monica from the yard. After sending it, she bounced into the small western-style building, still in high
spirits.
At this moment, Belinda was coming downstairs. She turned the corner of the staircase, wearing a dark green knit dress and a long
white down jacket. She looked incredibly elegant.
"Wow, Belinda!" Monica gave her a thumbs up, "Who are you dressing up to meet?"
"Have you finished the soup?" The middle-aged woman glanced at the thermos in her arms as she descended the stairs.
"Of course!"
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Belinda looked at the smile on her daughter's face, "It seems like your first attempt at cooking was a success. You gave the first
taste to Tristan, can | have the second?"
Monica only had Tristan in her heart, she didn't even save a small sip of soup for her mother. Of course, Monica couldn't bear to
taste it herself, so she didn't even know if she had added salt.
"Okay, I'll make it for you right now! There will be soup for you tonight!"
"No!" Belinda knew she wasn't joking, so she said, "I have a date tonight, next time."
"Oh..." Monica looked at her again, "You're dressed so nicely, who are you meeting?"
"Do you want to cwith me?" Belinda formally invited her, "You can be my assistant, starting with this project."
"Me? Assistant? Project?" She picked out skey words, then had a sudden realization, "Did | hear it right? You're planning to
expand your business in Arkpool City?"
Belinda nodded, "I plan to get into real estate after the new year, developing a new property. As for you, it's about tyou found
a job, isn't it?"
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