Chapter 1550 Contacting Finnley Russell

Early in the morning, everything was snow white.

Monica called Tristan, "Hello, the snow is too thick, hard to drive, so I walked over."

"Where are you now?" Tristan quickly looked out into the yard but didn't see anyone yet. He grabbed his car keys and went out.

A few minutes later, Tristan's car pulled up next to Monica, the tires covered in snow. Monica stood in the snow looking at him, deeply moved, unable to help smiling.

She got into the passenger seat, "Thanks for coming to get me!" She stretched her legs out to shake the thick snow off her boots.

"If you're not good at driving, you should have called me earlier. I would have come directly to pick you up from home, instead of you walking all this way for nothing." Tristan didn't blame her, just worried about her. Monica drew her legs back in and closed the door, turning to look at him. "It's fine, what are legs for if not walking right? Plus driving really wouldn't have been safe, the snow is too thick, you can't even see the road at all.”

“But I know the way, I'm an experienced driver.” Tristan started turning the car around. "Did Belinda say anything when you went back last night?"

Monica was very curious. "I don't know what my dad talked to her about for two whole hours, she didn't reveal one

she let Uncle Swain sit there for two hours. I think the remarriage will happen very soon,” Tristan was confident. "Let's keep working hard.” Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Find

true! I have to plan a grand wedding for them!" Monica was in a great mood, all sorts of beautiful

asked, "How's Claire? Did she

her side?" Tristan wasn't

come looking yet right?" Monica asked. "Should we call and contact them? They must be pretty

how Claire is

"Okay."

yard. After getting out with Monica, Tristan strode towards the living room, leaving deep and shallow footprints

downstairs. She was holding a bowl of hangover tea. Although she felt much better after sleeping, Rowan Watson insisted she

other. Rowan Watson and Claire expressed

doing alright, Tristan asked her, "Text your brother your location so he knows you're safe?

bowl of tea. She thought about it, then nodded. She couldn't just run

a message to Finnley Russell, who soon

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