Chapter 1486: I Am Not Obsessed With Gains And Losses
Chapter 1486: I am not obsessed with gains and losses
Just like that, Tristan called Kevin, asked him to postpone the meeting for half an hour, and then
personally drove Monica home.
Sitting in the passenger seat, Monica felt a bit awkward. Her thoughts were a mess, and she couldn''t
focus, always thinking about this and that.
He had just taken the initiative to hold her hand. Did that have any other meaning?
Or... was he just simply teaching her how to catch dolls?
Tristan drove, his face calm as he looked straight ahead. He always gave off the feeling of a steady
gentleman, and no one knew what he was thinking.
When he dropped Monica off at home, he didn''t forget to remind her, "Take all your dolls with you."
"Okay." Monica nodded, got out of the car and carried the tworge bags from the back seat, "Thank
you, bye!"
She watched as Tristan drove away.
At this time, Belinda was still sulking in the living room. Seeing her daughtere in, carrying tworge
bags of small dolls, she stared at her, "What are these?"
"Dolls I caught!" She wore a good mood on her face.
Monica walked a few steps forward, noticed the empty bowl on the dining table, walked in for a closer
look, and asked, "Belinda, did you just eat noodles for lunch? Isn''t that a bit simple?"
"Monica, where did these thingse from?" Belinda raised an eyebrow, "You wouldn''t be bored
enough to go and catch dolls all by yourself, would you? And you were able to catch them?"
"What do you mean?" Her daughter raised an eyebrow, "I, I, I admit, I can''t catch them, but Tristan can!
Look, these are all his achievements! Isn''t he great?"
Belinda nced at the bags in her hand, estimating over thirty dolls, thinking, Tristan is quite smart.
"Are you two officially dating?" Belinda locked her gaze on her daughter''s face and asked directly.
Monica didn''t answer directly. She carried the bags straight upstairs, "You, first manage your
rtionship with Algerone! Don''t worry about young people''s affairs!" It was like carrying two bags of
treasures.
After going upstairs, Monica was thinking about how to store these dolls.
After much thought, she felt that she needed tworge transparent cylindrical storage bins. It would
also make her happy to put them beside her bed.
So, she used her phone to search, found a boutique nearby, and excitedly prepared to go downstairs to
buy.
Just as she got to the first floor living room, Belinda blocked the entrance, stopping her way, "Did he
confess to you?" In her mother''s eyes, this was a serious question.
"Not yet." She was also frank.
"Can''t you be a bit reserved?" Belinda looked at her, a bit frustrated, "Can''t you act like a girl? If he
really likes you, he wouldn''t let you be so obsessed with gains and losses, making you stick to him all
the time."
"I''m not obsessed with gains and losses, I''m very happy right now!" Monica sidestepped her mother,
"Think about you and Algerone! As long as you two don''t remarry, I won''t get married!"
She hummed a tune and ran off far away!
Tristan''s car hadn''t arrived at thepany yet. His phone rang, it was an unfamiliar number. After
thinking for a few seconds, he answered, "Hello."
"Tristan." Violet''s voice came, "I''m Finnley Russell''s mother, ire''s aunt. I''d like to invite you for a cup
of coffee, is now convenient?"
Tristan thought about it, and before he could answer, Violet added, "Don''t worry, I won''t take up too
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much of your time, just want to chat with you briefly."
"Okay." Tristan agreed, simply because she was his elder.
Five minutester, at a quiet coffee shop nearby, Violet and Tristan sat at a table by the window.
The waiter brought them two cups oftte and two delicate pastries.
"Tristan, thank you." Violet started gratefully, "For trying your best to find ire, bing the first one
among us to find her."