Surprised Wife With Twins
Chapter 1495: The Woman Who Got Carried Away

Chapter 1495: The Woman Who Got CarriedAway

Just as she was lost in thought, it was exactly three o'clock. Arespectful greeting came from the entrance, "Mr. Norwell."

The woman turned her head upon hearing the sound, only to seeTristan entering through the door.

His custom-made suit accentuated his perfect figure, his strides wereswift and decisive, and the light, aloof, and distinguished aura exudingfrom him deeply attracted her.

Seeing him, Camille's weary and anxious mood vanished, her eyes andheart were full of him, "Mr. Norwell."

"Miss Camille, we meet again." Tristan's French was excellent. Hisgaze lightly swept over her, "Please sit."

His words were polite and official, devoid of any personal emotion.The woman laughed.

Tristan took a seat on the sofa. He heard her whisper to her personalassistant in French, "You can wait outside. Close the door."

"Yes." The female assistant turned and left, leaving only Tristan and herin the spacious reception room.

Tristan was calm, his face unruffled.

From the moment he entered, Camille's gaze had not moved awayfrom him, filled with admiration and joy.

“Thank you for remembering my love for the scent of jasmine." Thewoman breathed in, feeling elated with each passing second.

"Have you read the contract?" Tristan asked in Chinese, completelyignoring her topic.

Camille took a seat opposite him, feeling no embarrassment. Her eyeswere full of flirtatious laughter, "Of course, I have meticulously read itthree times. I see no issue, whatever you say goes. I am very willing tocooperate with your company again.”

"Since there are no objections, let's sign the contract.” Tristan took outtwo copies of the contract and placed them on the coffee table, handingher a pen.

The woman glanced at him, feeling a bit disappointed. It was tooformal.

She had no choice but to pick up the contract and look at it. She foundthat the places for their signatures had already been signed. Camilledid not hesitate at all, after all, it was a win-win cooperation, so shesigned her name readily.

"Happy cooperation.” Tristan took one of the contracts. As he rose, hesaid, "Your expenses in Arkpool City these days can be reimbursed bymy company.”

"Tristan!" Camille quickly stood up, "Where are you going?"

Tristan paused and looked at her. The woman realized that it wasinappropriate to ask in such a way, so she smiled and took a steptowards him, her tone as gentle as water, "Are you leaving already?"Had they met for less than two minutes?

He raised the contract in his hand, indicating his confusion, "Whatelse?"

The woman deliberately blocked his way, then looked at him withadmiring eyes, finally resting her gaze on his handsome face, "Tristan,you've become more handsome, increasingly embodying the charm ofa mature man."

Her tone was particularly ambiguous, and her intentions were clear.Tristan looked at her indifferently. She had fair skin and a full figure, buthe didn't give her a second look. In front of her, Tristan remainedunflinching.

"Oh, right.” Tristan suddenly remembered something and asked,"France is a romantic country. Can you convey some French romanceto me? Like... how to confess to a girl?"

This matter was on Tristan's mind.

Upon hearing this, Camille was overjoyed. Her gaze at the manbecame even more ambiguous, "A sense of ceremony, a full sense ofceremony! Every girl has a princess dream. If you can make her dreamcome true, then you will definitely be her prince!"