Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 1393: Am I Asking for Monica?

Nighttime.

Algerone Swain had arranged a business meeting with a friend, and he hadn't returned home by eight in the evening. The villa was pitch black, with no lights on and no servants in sight. It seemed like an unoccupied house. Did he really live here?

A Maybach was parked in the yard, with two streetlights emitting a warm yellow glow. Tristan had been waiting since sunset, through twilight, and then to the moon climbing up the treetops.

The surroundings were still quiet, with no sound of car engines, just the occasional chirping of insects and birds. He checked the time on his wrist again, preparing to call Uncle Swain to ask when he would be back. Just as he found the number, a car's headlights shone in his direction.

Tristan looked over and saw a car parked next to his, with less than two meters separating them. Algerone Swain's car had just come to a stop when he turned to look at the driver's seat of the other car, and his eyes met Tristan's.

Their gazes briefly met before they both got out of their cars almost simultaneously.

"Have you been waiting long?" Algerone Swain asked apologetically, "Mr. Norwell, when did you come?"

him politely with a smile,

night wind was a bit biting. He strode into the house, and

not be a lady of the house, otherwise the lights wouldn't have been off all this time. However, just because there wasn't one tonight didn't mean there hadn't

it was just a coincidence? Or maybe the lady of

There were indeed no servants, as Algerone Swain made tea for Tristan himself,

answered. He had saved Swain's number in

the future, if you need to find me, be sure to call me in advance,” the middle-aged man said kindly. "Sometimes I work overtime at the company and

himself: staying at the company? A man with such freedom must

living room for

he couldn't be sure, as the other party hadn't said anything yet. He had come here today to get a definitive answer, to see what the chances

knew that Monica didn't lack money, so giving her gifts to win her favor was

"Go ahead."

Swain gently placed the teapot on the coffee table and sat down across from

at him and asked softly, "Have you been single all these