Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 1312: Gossiping about the President is a Dead End

"Perhaps the phone is on silent mode? I didn't notice your call." Claire made up an excuse casually and then said to her, "Congratulations, you passed the interview.”

"Claire, let me tell you! My experience today was so bizarre that you can write 100, 000 words in your novel!"

“I actually got into the president's office of Clarke Corp! And you know who the president is? He's name is Tristan, he is your frien..."

“I know." Claire had seen the messages she sent and interrupted her excited words indifferently. Then she subconsciously looked towards the door of the log cabin.

She knew Rowan was very taboo about Tristan and didn't want to cause unnecessary misunderstandings. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

But Saskia Holt didn't know about their relationship.

"Claire, what's wrong? It seems you don't want to mention Mr. Norwell?"

"No."

“Then let's meet at the usual place tonight?" Saskia Holt suddenly became happy again, "Have a good drink to celebrate."

"Okay." Claire did not refuse. Of course, she would be happy for her good friend to get out of heartbreak, start a new job and embark on a new life.

I have a

"Go ahead."

much about you?" Saskia

finished speaking, someone took her phone from behind her and her hand grasped

man's dark and deep gaze.

far away on the hilltop, also heard her voice. Her chest shrank slightly. She understood what

her lips and took a deep

“Claire, dinner is ready!

him with a smile and put her phone on silent. This

president's office. Usually

felt that he should have been here for a while... Her hand that wanted to get her phone back was still stretching out. She had no idea what to do with it and it was extremely embarrassing, as if she was

cold, and his thin lips were pressed into a straight

was very angry, but he

at by him as if needles were

also felt that every second was as long as

her eyes. "Sorry... Mr. Norwell." She bowed 90 degrees

didn't feel

Holt still didn't dare to move, as if