Surprised Wife With Twins

As the car approached the Clarke Corp, Claire became increasingly anxious. "Hey, listen to me!" She had tried to explain all the way there, but Monica wouldn't listen, insisting on confronting Tristan and thinking that Claire was lying. When the taxi stopped outside the company, Claire was dragged out of the car again.

"Hey, why won't you listen to my explanation? What I'm saying is true.” Monica didn't answer, but instead spotted a shiny Maybach parked outside the building. The car door was open, and Tristan was getting out. "Come on, let's go!" Monica wanted to intercept Tristan. Claire didn't want to make a scene. "Please, let me go first." What did all this pulling and tugging look like?

At that moment, several executives in suits walked out from the company. "Mr. Norwell, we have a proposal for the new project. We'll give a detailed presentation in the conference room later." "Alright," Tristan replied. He had stayed up late at home for this project.

Saskia Holt and Kevin were also present, wearing their work badges and holding documents in their hands. They looked energetic and ready for the morning meeting.

"Thank you all for your hard work," Tristan said, his voice deep and rich like aged wine, as he walked towards the hall.

“Let me go!" Claire didn't want to cause a scene. "Please, I swear to God, Tristan and I have nothing going on, really!"

"Don't talk nonsense here! I'm going to let him see what kind of person you really are!" Monica was fond of Tristan, and this made her a bit angry.

The early morning was supposed to be peaceful.

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the two girls struggling with

followed his gaze, all

pulled the other towards the hall, and the girl being pulled clearly

you face him if you have nothing to hide? He's right there!" Monica was angry. “I'm

Claire was so annoyed, her wrist had been pulled

the struggle, his tall figure blocking the golden

slowed, and she turned to

Claire also turned.

so beautiful it was breathtaking. He exuded an air of composure

by his handsomeness and unconsciously let

wrist fell into Tristan's line of sight, and he felt a bit sorry for her. He

brought silence to

pulled her hand away, not wanting him

couldn't help but gossip. Although her best friend was there, Mr. Norwell was also present, so she

head. “I don't know." He

didn't dare to ask or even look for long. One by