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Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1324
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Chapter 1324: So He's Single! "She was with another man, | saw it with my own eyes!" Monica complained.

Claire stood silently beside them, neither explaining nor refuting. She had just tried to explain until her throat was nearly smoking.

Tristan calmly put away his phone, and Monica looked up, observing the change in his expression, expecting him to explode in anger.

However, his peaceful gaze, like that of a deep well, turned apologetically towards Claire. "I'm sorry, | didn't explain our relationship clearly to her in time, causing you trouble." Monica was puzzled by these words. She frowned, looking at him and then at Claire.

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"It's okay." Claire spoke softly, quite understanding. She glanced at the girl beside her and then said to Tristan, "It's not too late to explain it to her now, so she won't misunderstand again." The situation seemed a bit like... Claire was the third party, which felt strange to her.

Tristan wouldn't let her be embarrassed.

So, in front of her, Tristan looked at Monica and made an unnecessary explanation. "She's not my girlfriend. | just didn't want to go on a blind date, so | used her as a shield." Upon hearing this, Monica's eyes widened in sudden realization, as the situation seemed familiar! "Do you have this habit?" She looked at Tristan with a very strange gaze. "Is this your usual trick? Using an unrelated woman to act as a shield?" Tristan understood what she meant, and she must have thought of the twith Daniel.

Claire didn't know what they were talking about, a usual trick? But she thought Tristan had already explained it clearly, so she looked up at him. "I have to go now. | have an interview today and need to write the article." "Alright." Tristan nodded, and then watched her leave.

Saskia Holt never went over.

Monica secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the girl's retreating figure, and thought, so she's not his girlfriend! So, does that mean he's single now? Monica couldn't be happier in her heart! Tristan's gaze fell back on the smiling girl's face. "Weren't you in Canada? How did you cback to Arkpool City?" "Didn't | miss you?" Monica's mood was good, and she jokingly spoke her mind, wanting to see his reaction.

"Young lady!" Tristan and Monica turned their gazes in response to the sound, only to see the taxi driver poking his head out of the window.

"Young lady! You haven't paid the fare yet!" Monica was embarrassed; her phone had run out of power, and she didn't have any cash on her.

Tristan looked at her without asking any questions, and walked straight towards the taxi.

Kevin and Saskia Holt were both quite surprised, seeing their boss take out his wallet and help this girl pay the fare. So, who was she? Someone who could make their boss waste so much time.

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Was it Monica? This guess appeared in Kevin and Saskia Holt's minds simultaneously, but neither dared to confirm it.

Monica didn't feel embarrassed at all, waiting for Tristan to finish paying and cback, feeling quite happy because that girl wasn't Tristan's girlfriend! So he was single, right? This was just too good to be true! Her beloved idol was single! Under the morning light, Tristan walked towards her, seeing her smiling face again, as if she was immersed in her own world.

"What's so funny? Causing a commotion early in the morning, dragging people around, and not even saying sorry." The girl's smile vanished, and she looked up at him.

Tristan noticed her unwashed hair, a bit messy, and her clothes were somewhat... disheveled. She looked exhausted from traveling.

"You just got off the plane?" Tristan asked with a slight frown.

Monica nodded, "Yes!" Tristan asked again, "Did you sneak over here? Without any luggage?" "I didn't even bring my charger. | just bought one, and my phone's out of power again," she answered truthfully. "At least my passport is in my pocket." Tristan stood tall and straight, somewhat speechless, and nodded. "And you haven't had breakfast?" The girl's stomach indeed grumbled a bit. "Mr. Norwell please givesfood!"