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Chapter 1637: No Secrets Among Family

"Please, please, have a seat. Today, we don't distinguish between generations. Just find the nearest available seat and sit down.

Don't be polite. We will have gatherings like this more often in the future," Aubree said, inviting everyone to take their seats.

Everything was orderly, without being too rigid.

The wine glasses on the table sparkled like crystal under the lights, and the folded handkerchiefs formed attractive shapes. The

New Year's Eve dinner at Emerald Bay was arranged with great grandeur. It was said that each dish was prepared by top Italian

chefs.

Amidst the liveliness, a warm atmosphere filled the air. Everyone raised their glasses to toast, wishing each other a better year

ahead. As they ate and chatted, the distance between them narrowed once again.

At the stime, in the villas nearby, the lights were also on. The table was filled with seafood and Canadian specialties. Belinda

was enjoying the meal and felt deeply moved. She continuously praised Tristan's cooking skills and thanked him.

"Talented people are truly versatile, managing the company so well and having excellent culinary skills," Belinda said, taking a sip

of red wine and becoming more satisfied with her son-in-law.

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Tristan couldn't help but smile, feeling a bit embarrassed by the compliments. Belinda asked, "Tristan, you rarely cook at home,

right?"

Tristan raised his gaze, his eyes filled with tenderness. "Yes, rarely," he admitted, "but if we start a family in the future, | will cook

more often."

Monica blushed upon hearing his words. "Haha, you've worked hard today," Belinda said happily, as she had eaten two bowls of

rice tonight.

Monica glanced at Algerone, who was eating quietly, intentionally not looking up. But it was clear that he was in a good mood

tonight.

"Belinda, two people cooked tonight. You shouldn't just thank Tristan," Monica said with a smile. "Right? You've also eaten a lot of

the dishes Algerone made."

Algerone looked up, and his gaze coincided with Belinda's gentle eyes. She said to him, "Thank you, Algerone."

"You're welcome, you're welcome! No secrets among family!" Algerone blurted out, feeling even more embarrassed. They weren't

remarried yet, but they were already a family... Wasn't this a bit...?

Fortunately, Belinda didn't say anything. Monica quickly raised her glass to ease the situation. "Come, let's toast! Since we're all

family!"

Seeing her making an effort to create a warm atmosphere, everyone raised their glasses.

"May the companies of the three of you continue to prosper!"

"May Algerone grow younger and younger!"

"May Belinda becmore and more beautiful!"

"May Tristan earn enough dowry soon and marry me, such a virtuous woman! Cheers!"

Tristan and Algerone couldn't help but burst into laughter at her words. Only Belinda blushed and said for her, "You're shameless, a

young girl like you! You keep talking nonstop!"

"What's the problem? No secrets among family!" Monica boldly clinked glasses, "May we have a better Christmas than the previous

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year, and may everything go smoothly!"

Then she tilted her head back and happily drank the wine in her glass.

The plates were almost empty, and the New Year's Eve dinner was coming to an end. Everyone had eaten their fill. During the

meal, they had also raised their glasses and had a few drinks, bringing the festive atmosphere to its climax.

Perhaps Algerone had been planning it all along. When he put down his utensils, he looked at the young couple beside him and

said, "Tristan, Monica, it's lively outside tonight with fireworks. Don't you want to go out and see?"

Tristan immediately understood the meaning behind his words and replied, "We plan to go. We'll go in a little while."

Monica also caught on, realizing that Algerone had finally caround. He understood the need for salone tfor the two of

them.

"What do you mean 'in a little while'?" Monica grabbed a handkerchief and wiped her lips. When she got up, she directly took

Tristan's arm. "Let's go now! Con!"

And so, Tristan was forcibly pulled out of the living room and brought to his car. Monica opened the car door for him and said, "Get

in?"

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