Surprised Wife With Twins
Chapter 1494: Mr. Norwell Asked A Lonely Question

Chapter 1494: Mr. Norwell Asked a Lonely Question

“Thank you on behalf of Cupid, Mr. Norwell! I also wish Mr. Norwell will find his other half soon!"

Tristan was embarrassed!

Did he think he was the king of hell? Was he the enemy of Cupid? Would he stop you from having a love affair? He was not your father! Cough cough!

However, the speed at which Kevin and Saskia got together surprised him. Tristan suppressed his surprise and calmly lifted his eyes, "How did you confess to her?"

His voice was low and magnetic, carrying a hint of inquiry.

Kevin was stunned. What?

Looking at the wall clock for the CEO, Kevin kindly reminded, "Mr. Norwell, there really is no time. Camille is waiting for you in the reception room."

"So don't delay any longer, answer me quickly.” Saying so, he leisurely picked up his tea cup and sipped the freshly brewed Pu'er tea.

When he put down the cup, the CEO looked at him seriously.

Kevin had a premonition that he couldn't avoid answering this time.

So, he reported truthfully, “We're together every day, we're the same age, our souls are in harmony, so we just let nature take its course.” "Did you have a sense of ceremony when you confessed?" Tristan asked seriously, but with a gossipy attitude.

It seemed this was the core of today's conversation.

Facing his gaze, Kevin was resistant, he was collapsing! If he didn't meet Camille soon, he would offend her, and he would be the one to clean up the mess!!

"Mr. Norwell, you really have to go down now!" Kevin was anxious, "Any questions you have, you can ask later."

"..." Tristan didn't speak, and he didn't intend to get up. He suddenly became obsessed, thinking this issue was more important.

With no other choice, Kevin directly complained, “I'm working overtime here every day, where is the sense of ceremony? You should give me a few days off. We haven't even had a chance to stroll around the streets since we got together."

Originally intending to learn something, Tristan suddenly felt he had asked a lonely question.

He closed his laptop and stood up, "Help me contact the famous jewelry designer Luke, I need him to design something."

"His schedule is always full, and you need to make an appointment in advance, Mr. Norwell. Don't we have a big shot here? Why do you have to find someone else?"

Tristan, who was stepping towards the exit, turned around, "Who?" He really couldn't think of anyone at the moment.

"Emma, your own sister, Miss Jennifer." Kevin's eyes shone with admiration, "Don't you think she is better than Luke? What do you want to customize?"

One was just famous, and the other was a big shot!

Tristan fully agreed with him, "Okay, find my sister." He patted Kevin's shoulder and left.

Watching his retreating figure, Kevin finally breathed a sigh of relief. Downstairs, in the luxurious large reception room, the air was filled with the scent of jasmine. Camille stood up, her figure stunning in a strapless dress.

It was almost three o'clock, but the man she had been longing to see was nowhere in sight. She was becoming restless.

"What's going on?" Camille complained, asking her assistant in French, "Didn't we have an appointment at three?"

"Yes, they said Mr. Norwell would be here at three, there's one minute left.”

Camille was not happy to hear this. Was he unwilling to see her even a minute early?

She had come all the way from France. What was Tristan's attitude? Or was he really busy?

Trying to understand him, she felt a hint of disappointment in her heart.