Chapter 1256 Questioning on Video-Call

Tristan gave her a thumbs up from the bottom of his heart upon hearing the question.

“Life is short and full of surprises. I hope that old man will live a long and healthy life." Monica looked up to the sky.

She couldn't help but think of her grandfather. Due to the divorce of her parents, she didn't even have the chance to attend her grandfather's funeral.

Tristan's eyes fell on her side face, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised, showing a trace of sadness.

"Add me on Facebook." Tristan took out his phone, "What's your account?" His attitude had completely changed.

Monica looked at him and saw the sincerity in his deep eyes.

"Okay." So she took out my phone.

They added each other on Facebook.

At the entrance of the banquet hall, Ivy, holding a glass of red wine, observed the two people beside the fountain, deep in thought.

time, Monica's cell phone rang. It was a video

Tristan, "I have to

saying that, she quickly connected the

me Belinda? Are you guilty?" In the video, a stylishly dressed middle-aged woman

camera and took a panoramic view of the manor, “I'm in England, in Darci

you in Arkpool

my dear mother! Where can I go?" "I don't care. Just remember you are not allowed to see Algerone. Never! * The middle-aged woman sounded

who he is!" Belinda was stunned, and asked suspiciously, "Hey, who is this man beside you?" She saw Tristan when Monica showed her around just

also looked at her. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access

“Is that why you refuse blind

Tristan. Tristan was a little embarrassed, but his face was gentle, “Hello, madam.” He

him in a

even more embarrassed, although

happened?" Monica asked

the Clarke Corp?" Belinda exclaimed, she had watched the news, “Monica, I am asking

I just met him!" She tried her best to explain, "It was

this time, Tristan took over the phone, and said like a gentleman, "Mada, Ms. Swain has

eyes, Belinda was dubious,

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