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Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1512
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Chapter 1512: Plans Disrupted

Algerone Swain appeared with two bowls of dumplings, his face brimming with a cheerful smile. "Belinda, cquickly. You've

worked hard all afternoon. You should taste these dumplings while they're hot. I'll take care of our guests."

He placed the bowls of dumplings down and quickly offered a pair of forks to Belinda, still smiling warmly at her.

At that moment, Belinda was sitting on the sofa, looking up to meet his glowing smile, "... " she really didn't know what to say.

Algerone Swain remained half-bent, looking at her, remaining silent, offering the forks, hoping she would reach out and take them.

Belinda did not want to embarrass him. Despite his somewhat childish behavior that evening, he was, after all, Monica's father and

the chairman of the Swain Group.

So, she took the forks and rose to the table.

Algerone Swain quickly moved a chair for her, "Come, Belinda, sit!" he said, in a very affectionate manner.

Belinda felt awkward but sat down nonetheless.

"Dad," Monica brought a bow! of dumplings to him, smiling, "You should eat while it's hot."

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"Alright, alright." The middle-aged man happily took the fork, not forgetting to glance at Jack Adams before sitting down next to

Belinda.

After tasting just one dumpling, he began to lavish praise, "Belinda, these dumplings are just as good as the noodles you cooked!

Delicious!"

How awkward!

Everyone looked at him.

Algerone Swain was very excited, even glancing at Jack Adams before continuing to boast, "Belinda, the noodles you cooked for me

last twere so good!"

Belinda looked at him, "Can't the dumplings keep your mouth shut?" she thought, is there no end to this?

Monica shrank back slightly, feeling as if a row of crows were flying over her forehead...

"Dumplings should be eaten while hot, less talking." Belinda added, her tone acceptable, seemingly reducing the awkwardness.

"Yes, yes, you're right." Algerone Swain didn't object and seemed to enjoy it. The way he was acting, it was as if he would listen to

anything Belinda said.

The smile on his face gave the illusion that they were an old couple.

Especially to Jack Adams, who felt this way more strongly.

Monica and Tristan glanced at each other, both finding this relationship... delicate?

Jack Adams, while eating his dumplings, suddenly understood something...

Although Belinda divorced this man, there was a child who could potentially bring them back together. Re-marriage wasn't

impossible.

It seemed that they were handling their relationship quite well.

Therefore, after finishing his dumplings, Jack Adams said goodbye with his children, preparing to return to the orphanage.

Belinda quickly took the coat from the coat rack and handed it to him, "Jack, your coat!"

The middle-aged man stopped at the entrance of the living room, turned to look at her, his eyes deep and warm. He took a

moment before reaching out to take the coat.

But he didn't say anything else and turned to leave.

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Monica went to the yard. She saw the children off to the car and said goodbye, "Thank you for witnessing this important moment in

my life. Listen to Mr. Adams when you get back! We will visit you when we get a chance!"

"Monica, we will definitely cwhen you and Brother Tristan get married!" Kay's voice was sweet.

Tristan, who was not far away, heard this and his gaze becincredibly soft.

Monica blushed, "Get in the car, good kids."

The children got into the car one by one. She said goodbye to Jack Adams, "Goodbye, Mr. Adams. Drive safely." Then she watched

the car drive away.

At that point, Algerone Swain cout, "| have swork to handle at the office, I'll go first." As soon as he finished speaking, he

opened the door to the driver's seat, quickly got in, his demeanor entirely different from before.

Monica didn't even have tto say a few more words to her father before Algerone drove off.

Tristan's original plan was to take Monica out for a stroll while it was still early, leaving Uncle Swain and Belinda alone.

But now... the plan was disrupted.