“Lawyers will deal with that. The most important thing is that Dr. Watson doesn't have time for Claire. But accompany is very important for girls." “That's Claire's business, it's her own choice, she's an adult and she has to pay for her actions," Finnley said.

“Dr. Watson is a nice guy.” Mya also answered, "Doctors are very careful, kind, and warm, maybe that's what Claire wanted."

In short, in this matter, people could only respect Claire's choice in the end.

After all, love was not like other things.

At night.

Tristan, wearing a black shirt, was sitting in the study of his villa, having a remote video conference with the executives of the branch.

He spoke French throughout the whole process, and his speech was elegant, calm, and wise.

He communicated calmly with everyone.

From time to time, the people in the video took notes. They listened carefully and occasionally nod in approval.

“It's getting late, let's end today's meeting here. I hope you can come out with a plan within a week, thanks to everyone." Tristan's French was quite fluent and standard.

"Mr. Norwell, good night." The executive was also very polite, he was French, and he highly agreed with Tristan.

The video conference was over, and Tristan closed his laptop.

Tristan got up and went back to the master bedroom. Without turning on the main light, he came to the terrace under the warm light of the moonlight.

The evening breeze was cool.

Tristan held the railing with both hands, looking at the deep night in the sky, his tall back was a little lonely.

in the world, “love’

Residence, in one of the bedrooms

got out of the shower, and while drying her hair, she checked her phone and walked towards the sofa. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels

saw a piece of news by

What?

Clarke Group and

Wow!

He was very popular.

knowledgeable, wise, steady, and responsible young man

was also

on the sofa, her legs curled up, and she turned on the news and looked

the number one

a friend, Claire was very happy for

she send a message

She hesitated.

bother him anymore. She wanted to

was in front of the terrace,

on his

phone in her

It was Tristan!

few seconds, then carefully slid over the answer button, "Hey, Tristan, congratulations." Her voice

she also

disappointed. Wasn't he even a friend

news, but she didn't even send

feel that he was

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