Chapter 1528: Tristan Is Decisive


    Chapter 1528: Tristan Is Decisive


    After going upstairs, Kevin led Monica into Tristan''s office. He was very courteous, "Miss Swain, please


    rest here for a while. Would you like something to drink?"


    "No need, no need, you go ahead and do your work!" Monica turned to look at him, gently saying, "You


    were right by his side when he answered the video call just now, hurry up! Don''t mind me!"


    "Alright then, please make yourselffortable. I''ll take my leave first." Kevin turned and left.


    The room''s decor caught her attention. Tristan, being so young, had surprisingly good taste. The


    office''s style mirrored his personality, projecting a sense of stability and grandeur.


    Back in the conference room, Tristan quietly asked Kevin, "Did you bring her up?"


    "Yes, I''ve asked her to wait in your office. She seems to have made soup for you." Kevin reported


    quietly, "By the way, I saw Camille downstairs earlier. It seemed like..."


    "What did shee for?" Tristan''s eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he looked at Kevin. Hadn''t they


    already finished discussing business matters?


    "She seemed to be giving Miss Swain a hard time." Kevin felt that it was necessary to report this since


    he was aware of it.


    Upon hearing this, Tristan''s expression darkened, and he lost hisposure. In the middle of the


    ongoing meeting, Tristan pulled out his phone and dialed a number. The authoritative aura he projected


    was rather intimidating.


    At this point, the executives'' discussions paused again, as no one knew what had happened. Shortly


    after, they heard Mr. Norwell instructing the person on the other end of the phone, "Have Camille stay, I


    need to speak with her."


    After ending the call, Tristan stood up and said to Kevin, "Pleasepile the statements of the


    executives and report them to me. I''ll leave first."


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    Kevin looked surprised as he watched Tristan''s retreating figure. No one dared to stop him, but they all


    knew that Mr. Norwell had changed since he started dating. He wasn''t the workaholic he used to be;


    there were now more important people and matters in his life. That was good, it made him seem more


    human.


    Inside his office, Monica carefully ced the thermos bowl on his desk. Her gaze fell on his chair, and


    she could imagine him orchestrating various ns from there.


    Tristan went downstairs directly. A minuteter, he was in a visitor''s room. Camille, rarely having the


    chance to see Tristan, couldn''t help but confess her feelings directly.


    "Tristan, I''ve admired you for years. Haven''t you noticed?" she asked. "I love the scent of jasmine, and


    for our meeting, you had someone spray my favorite scent. Isn''t this indicative of your feelings for me?"


    "How long has it been? And you already have a girlfriend?" she continued. "What''s the reason?"


    "Tristan, do you know what I''ve done to be with you?" she questioned. "I even nned to move the


    just me wishful thinking?"


    "Yes." Tristan didn''t have time for her nonsense. He looked at her and said directly, "You''ve been


    wishful thinking."


    He continued, "It was impossible between us before, and it''s even more impossible now. I''m in a


    rtionship, so please don''t have any illusions about me, and don''t interfere with my life. If I find you


    bothering my girlfriend again, I will make you pay."


    "..." The woman stared at him heartbrokenly. He didn''t seem to be joking at all.


    Tristan stood up, his gaze cold. "Go back. Don''t look for me again. At least this way, we can still be


    business partners."


    With that, he turned and left, taking the elevator back upstairs.