Chapter 1184 Faking His Girlfriend

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"But what?" Tristan took her coat, folded it and put it into the bag, "Let's go."

The phone was in the pocket. Claire shouldn't be able to hear anything even if it vibrated again.

Tristan put his arm around her shoulder, "Let's go!"

“I will pay you back," Claire got out of his arm and said seriously, “I'm not used to taking things from others."

“Claire, if you keep thinking about that, I will start showing up in front of your aunt every day from tomorrow on."

She was threatened again.

Going downstairs, Tristan opened the door of the passenger seat for her, Claire got in, fastened the seat belt, looked at him and asked, "Where are we going? Is it far?"

"It shouldn't be far."

"Shouldn't?" Claire widened her eyes, "What the hell? You don't know that?"

ask," then Tristan called Zack, "Mr. Clarke, will you

that,

She had met him

a business lunch? Why are you taking me there? I don't know

afraid she would turn him

and

replied casually, "You're just my date. Don't worry, I

a prom or a dinner party. And it's at noon. Why do

fake

music?" He asked and turned on the

gentle

always so gentle and thoughtful, making her feel

seeing Daphne, she knew Daphne liked him. Thinking of this,

distracted as

the VIP hall in a hotel, a tall and robust man in suit

was Mr. Swain, he seemed to be in

seemed to be in her twenties, well-dressed. She

wore a simply-designed

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