NovelStartChapter 1560: Never Too Busy For You
"Of course." Ivan got up and handed her his business card. "Givea call in advance, or you can also reachthrough your
brother. He knows all my schedules."
Claire took it with both hands. "Thank you." Then she bowed deeply to him. "Please go ahead with your work. Sorry for bothering
you."
With one more grateful look at him, she and Monica turned to leave.
The two girls had taken a taxi over, so they rode the elevator down. Just as they walked out of the magnificent lobby, Claire took
out her phone, about to call a car.
A familiar Maybach drove up and stopped steadily in front of them. Through the lowered window, they immediately saw Tristan in
the driver's seat.
"Get in!"
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Before they could react in surprise, Tristan spoke gently.
Monica quickly pulled open the rear door. "Claire, you go first." Then she accompanied Claire into the back while the front
passenger seat remained empty.
"How cyou're here?" Monica closed the door. "Aren't you super busy today?"
"Things can be rescheduled. I'm not that busy. Nothing is more important. | heard from Jane you two took a taxi out, scaredto
death." Tristan started the car and glanced back at them as he drove. "The roads are slippery these days with the snow. Accidents
happen frequently. | don't feel assured unless | drive you myself."
Monica felt warm inside but didn't show her delight openly. After all, there was another unhappy girl sitting next to her. She had to
be considerate of Claire's feelings.
"Claire, don't worry. With Ivan on it, | think no matter what happens, he'll help resolve it for us."
Monica held her hand and rubbed it in her palm. She smiled and said, "Let's exchange numbers, okay? Contactanytyou're
bored or feeling down, day or night. Or... you can just move in and stay withfor a few days while we wait for news about
Rowan?"
Her words, one after another, flowed into Claire's heart like a warm stream, steady and real.
Moreover, Monica's voice carried the most sincere emotions, as beautiful as the misty night fog.
Claire turned to look at the girl. Her eyes were dark and bright, lips arched slightly. The soft expression was as if she was
comforting an injured cat.
"Mm-hmm!" Claire pressed her lips and nodded firmly, then took out her phone to exchange contacts.
Tristan glanced back and asked, "So where should | take you now?" He was willing to be their chauffeur.
Claire answered, "Or just drophfirst?"
"Alright."
The car headed for the Russell house. Monica chatted with Claire along the way to lift her spirits.
When they arrived, Monica got out of the car too. "Claire, let's stay in touch, okay?"
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"Sure, thank you for today." Claire looked at her deeply and also gave her a smile. She suddenly liked this girl so much.
The two waved goodbye.
Only after Claire had walked into the yard did Monica get into the passenger seat. Watching her figure recede, Tristan drove off.
"Miss Swain, you have the piano tutoring orientation today, right? I've been keeping that in mind." Tristan had been helping her
remember this matter.
The girl turned to him. "Thank you for the kind reminder, Mr. Marsh. Yes, | have to go check in this afternoon. I'll start teaching the
kids tomorrow."
"Then shall | drive you to the school now?" Tristan asked. "Where is it? Tell me."
Monica glanced at him teasingly. "Not busy, Mr. Marsh?"
"Never too busy for you." Tristan gently replied, then gave her a look. "No matter when, one call from you and | promise to show up
before you immediately."
He thought she looked even more beautiful today. Seeing her kindness again made his love for her grow deeper.
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