“It's not Kevin!" Monica immediately denied, afraid that her mother would dig deeper into the innocent assistant's background. So she hurriedly continued, "Kevin is my boyfriend's assistant! My boyfriend asked him to help me book the room! Don't target the wrong person!" Belinda didn't believe a single word. She looked at her daughter, scrutinizing her. "Stop beating around the bush. I don't want to hear any of it. Just a few days have passed, and you already found a boyfriend?" “The president of Clarke Corp, Tristan!" Monica had to make her believe. "I don't know if you've heard of him?"

Clarke Corp? Ha!

Belinda scoffed at her, "What nonsense are you talking about? The president of Clarke Corp is Zack Clarke; we're old acquaintances!" “Tristan is his son, and the company has already been handed over to him for management!" Her daughter countered, "Since you're old acquaintances, how come you don't know about this?"

Seeing her daughter speak so confidently, Belinda didn't dare refute it outright, as they hadn't been in touch for some time.

Belinda only said this, "Call him and ask him to come and meet me!" "Belinda, he's a CEO, you know. His schedule is planned well in advance, which you should be aware of!" Monica took a sip of tea and smiled, "However, he knows you're coming, so he'll arrange time to meet as soon as possible.”

She's stalling for time!

Belinda immediately didn't believe her again, thinking she might run away in the middle of the night!

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