Surprised Wife With Twins
Chapter 1527: Monica Isn'T A Pushover

Chapter 1527: Monica Isn't a Pushover

Camille took steps towards this side, her gaze falling upon Monica.From her clothing to her demeanor, Camille felt this girl was not amatch for Tristan! Seeing that she too was stopped, Camille's moodimproved greatly, a sly smile of "you're no better’ curling up at thecorners of her lips. It wasn't that Monica was bad, but rather, Tristanwas too exceptional.

At this time, in a spacious and bright conference room upstairs, animportant meeting was in progress. Tristan was seated in the leadposition, surrounded by company executives. Then, his Facebookvideo call rang. He picked up his phone, saw Monica's avatar, glancedat everyone, and without any hesitation, answered, "Monica."Everyone lifted their gazes towards the CEO, eyes filled with curiosityand gossip! The name “Monica’ was not only seen in today's news, butalso during the last meeting room screen projection... theyremembered, didn't they?

“Tristan, I'm downstairs at your company. I brought you chicken soupthat I made myself. Can I come up?" Monica didn't know where he wasor who was with him, but she thought he was alone, “I was stopped bythe security.”

Monica spoke in a soft and gentle voice, her tone was a bit playful andfilled with deep affection. "Kevin, go down and receive Miss Swain.”Tristan's voice was gentle.

"Yes."

"Bye-bye!" Monica, being considerate, hung up the phone, then waitedpatiently. She had just seen the beautiful smile on Tristan's face, andshe thought, he must also want to see her, right?

Since the Facebook video was on speaker, all the executives in theconference room heard Monica's words to Tristan. Her Tristan’ reallysounded so clingy!

"Cough!" Tristan glanced at everyone, put down his phone, andresumed his serious expression in a second, “Let's continue themeeting. Whose turn was it to speak? Please proceed."

At this moment, Kevin had already opened the elevator door, enteredthe elevator, and was going down to receive the future CEO's wife. Ifthe wedding day was celebrated at the office, he might also be able tobask in the joy.

Downstairs, in the grand and glorious lobby. The security guard hadalso heard Mr. Norwell's words, so he politely saluted her, "Please waita moment, Miss. The layout upstairs is complex, Kevin, Mr. Norwell'saide, should be here soon.”

"Alright, you can go on with your work.” She obediently stood in placewaiting. The security guard turned and left, and Camille stood in front ofMonica, arms folded, looking down at her.

Meeting this woman's gaze, Monica was puzzled, thinking, is she aclient of Clarke Corp? Therefore, she smiled politely at Camille andstepped aside.

"Just a relationship, is there a need to be so happy?" Camillescrutinized her, “These days, being in a relationship doesn't meanyou're getting married.”

Hearing this tone... could it be that this girl likes Tristan, is she a rival inlove? Monica analyzed. At this moment, the elevator door opened, andKevin was coming this way.

Monica didn't have time to delay. She had to get this lovingly preparedsoup to Tristan quickly! So, adhering to the principle of not offendinganyone, she looked at the woman with a smile, "Just because I'm in arelationship, are you so sour? He might not marry me, but he definitelywon't marry you. Otherwise, why wouldn't he confess to you?"

"Miss Swain." Kevin arrived, "Please come with me."

"Okay!" Monica glanced at the sour Camille, held the thermos bowl,and followed Kevin towards the elevator, "Is he busy?"

"Mr. Norwell is in a meeting. You will have to wait in his office for awhile."

"Alright! No problem!"

Camille was truly speechless! She slandered over and over again inFrench, "Tristan's taste is too unique. This girl is too ordinary, isn't she?Just making a soup to curry favor? Shouldn't a CEO's marriage be amatch of equals?"