Chapter 1492: The Gentle Touch

Again, someone voiced their worries, "The snow is getting heavier, and the road conditions are getting worse."

"Everyone, please rest assured, Mr. Norwell is absolutely safe,” Kevin reassured everyone, "As for what he's doing, I really don't know. He left this morning and said he'd be back by noon.”

Someone expressed their confusion, "Mr. Norwell is always punctual, so we're worried that something may have happened to him."

"Yes, I'm quite worried too," someone else said, their heart hanging in the balance much like an old father's, "Mainly because of the poor road conditions."

“There have already been more than a dozen traffic accidents reported today..."

"Sigh, as long as he comes back safely, waiting a bit is no big deal.” "Kevin, why don't you give him another call just to check?" Someone still wasn't reassured.

Norwell exuded a sense of security and was an adult capable of taking care of himself. Kevin was most worried about the meeting being postponed further. Mr. Norwell had a meeting with Camille at three in the afternoon which would have to be delayed. As one of the top ten female entrepreneurs in the world, Camille was decisive and strict with her schedule,

Norwell again, risking

time there was no rejection. Tristan was in the small Western- styled building, in Monica's bedroom. He had just helped her tidy up all her dolls and, perhaps because he was in a good mood, he answered the call, "I'll start a

Camille at three. You didn't forget,

received her

he had to deal

Monica said was, "Are you going to have a

her worry and care, "Don't

instructed, "Don't throw it away. We'll fill it up with more another day." Yes, all the dolls fit into one storage box perfectly, leaving an extra

her shoulders, and helped him put it on as

his neck, and she said to him, "Be careful

"I'll go first then, you don't need to see me out.” Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt

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