Female Novel
Chapter 1531: Must Let Her Through Unconditionally
Chapter 1531: Must Let Her Through Unconditionally
Meeting his gaze, Monica listened to him earnestly, a radiant smile playing on her lips, dazzling to
behold. Tristan took her hand, rubbing it in his palm, gazing at her with deep affection as if time had
come to a standstill. At this moment, she looked incredibly beautiful in his eyes.
Monica quickly recovered, withdrawing her hand from his and hurriedly closing the thermos bowl. "I... I
have to go now, got a bit of work to do."
She couldn't disrupt him too much during work hours. Actually, she had nothing to do, but she wanted
to stick to him every second. She had to control herself!
"Do you have something to do?" Tristan asked in a gentle voice. "Can I help?"
"No need, Mr. CEO," she giggled and declined.
Tristan's handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly, "You didn't call me that during the video call. Try calling
me that again?"
"Call you what?" The girl turned her eyes to him, looking puzzled.
He gazed at her with an extremely gentle look, "Think about it? Did you really forget?"
She thought seriously, when 'Tristan' popped up in her mind, Monica blushed instantly! Seeing him
staring at her, his gaze growing increasingly strange.
Monica stammered, "You... you go ahead with your work, I have to go now." Then she quickly picked
up the thermos bowl and turned to leave.
"Be careful on your way, send me a message when you get home!"
"I know!"
"It's okay if you can't remember this time, try again next time!" he said purposely.
Monica ran off like a little rabbit, disappearing from sight.
Looking at the doorway where her figure had disappeared, a deeper smile lingered on Tristan's lips, a
warm feeling spreading in his heart.
The departing Monica was hopping and skipping as she walked, as if a flower had bloomed in her
heart, she couldn't help but hum a tune.
As she exited the elevator, she felt as if spring had come, giggling, "Hehe, I'm actually dating a god-like
man!"
In the grandiose lobby on the first floor, the receptionists watched her leave, her joyous demeanor
initiated a flurry of gossip-
"The internet has dug up that Miss Swain's parents are divorced, her family background might not be
that good, and we don't know what her character is like."
"A girl that Mr. Norwell is interested in, probably can't be too far off."
"That's for sure, but... I think Mr. Norwell is too perfect, no one can match him."
"He can't be alone for the rest of his life, right? Even excellent men need love."
The two originally whispered, not busy at the moment, but as they talked, their voices gradually
lowered, until they finally closed their mouths.
Because the door of the exclusive gold-plated elevator opened, Tristan, with his hands in his pockets,novelbin
walked towards the reception.
"Hello, Mr. Norwell!" The two receptionists greeted him loudly and respectfully, a little scared,
wondering if he had heard their conversation.
Tristan stopped, his god-like face was cold and commanding, he asked, "Have you been watching the
news?"
What news? There are so many news, which one is he referring to?
The two receptionists dared not answer rashly, although they both thought of his public announcement
of the relationship.
They glanced at each other, then turned their gaze to the deep-eyed CEO in front of them.
"I'm in a relationship." Tristan raised an eyebrow, the corner of his mouth lifted slightly, showing a touch
of gentleness.
"Congratulations, Mr. Norwell."
"Wishing Mr. Norwell a sweet romance!"
Tristan smiled, then looked at them seriously and said, "Have you seen the photo of my girlfriend? Or
did you stop her when she came in just now? Do you remember what she looks like now?"
"We remember, she's quite pretty." The receptionist grinned, not knowing what he was up to. Was it just
to show off?
Tristan ordered seriously, "From now on, no matter when she comes to find me, you must let her
through unconditionally, no matter what I'm doing, understand?"