"It's not Kevin!" Monica immediately denied, afraid that her mother would dig deeper into the innocent assistant's background. So she hurriedly continued, "Kevin is my boyfriend's assistant! My boyfriend asked him to help me book the room! Don't target the wrong person!"
Belinda didn't believe a single word. She looked at her daughter, scrutinizing her. "Stop beating around the bush. I don't want to hear any of it. Just a few days have passed, and you already found a boyfriend?"
"The president of Clarke Corp, Tristan!" Monica had to make her believe. "I don't know if you've heard of him?"
Clarke Corp? Ha!
Belinda scoffed at her, "What nonsense are you talking about? The president of Clarke Corp is Zack Clarke; we're old acquaintances!"
"Tristan is his son, and the company has already been handed over to him for management!" Her daughter countered, "Since you're old acquaintances, how come you don't know about this?"
Seeing her daughter speak so confidently, Belinda didn't dare refute it outright, as they hadn't been in touch for some time.
Belinda only said this, "Call him and ask him to come and meet me!"
"Belinda, he's a CEO, you know. His schedule is planned well in advance, which you should be aware of!" Monica took a sip of tea and smiled, "However, he knows you're coming, so he'll arrange time to meet as soon as possible."
She's stalling for time!
Belinda immediately didn't believe her again, thinking she might run away in the middle of the night!
So, she took a file bag out of her purse.
"What's this?" Monica was puzzled.
Belinda stepped forward and handed it to her, "Take a look for yourself!"
The girl took it and sat down on the sofa. As she took out the contents from the bag, she glanced at her mother a few times, wondering if she was being forced to sign some unfair agreement.
Belinda stood in front of the coffee table, her arms crossed as she calmly looked down at her daughter.
As she took out the documents, several photos of a man fell onto the coffee table.
Monica was startled and picked up the photos to look at them, all of the same man.
He was wearing a light blue handmade suit, holding a mocha, half-leaning against the corner of his desk, with a touch of tenderness in his deep eyes.
In the second photo, he was sitting at his desk, typing diligently, and looking more composed in his black suit.
The third photo was a casual shot by the sea, free-spirited, and unrestrained. He was tall and had a sunny smile.
"His name is Tom Fritz, and he's your blind date," Belinda mentioned her prospective son-in-law, a soft light in her eyes. "He graduated from Columbia University, is 35 years old this year, and all his experiences and achievements are clearly shown in the documents. You can take a closer look; he's definitely a gem among men."
Monica didn't look at the documents; she even put down the photos and stood up. "Excuse me, but you've taken a liking to him, haven't you?"
"Yes." Belinda didn't hide it, nodding with a smile, "He's one in a million."
Monica didn't argue but just nodded thoughtfully, "Alright, since you like him, I'll give you my blessing!" She smiled and asked, "Are we meeting him tomorrow?"
Her daughter's change in attitude left Belinda a little confused. What did she mean?
Wasn't she just saying she had a boyfriend?
Why did she suddenly drop that topic?
Hmph, liar! There must be something wrong!
So Belinda didn't think too deeply about it.
She was only half-believing her daughter's words, and anyway, she wouldn't sleep tonight! She would guard this door, making it impossible for Monica to escape under her watch again!
Something must be amiss when things seem abnormal!
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