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Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

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Chapter 1523: Tristan Accepts an Interview

Flipping through, Tristan couldn't help but smile, "This one's not bad." He handed the tablet to Kevin, "Right?"

It seemed as though he found something satisfying to share.

Kevin held his forehead, took a deep breath, and reminded, "Mr. Norwell, it's your first ton the entertainment headlines, and

you're this calm? This is the entertainment section!"

"So what if it's the entertainment section?"

"Reporters have no baseline, they'll write anything for traffic!" Kevin said, "You need to make a statement about this, you can't just

let things develop."

Perhaps because Tristan was still immersed in the joy of a successful proposal, and there were no negative comments yet, his

expression was not too bad. He was looking at his own news with the mentality of a casual observer.

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"Mr. Norwell, everyone on the inteis digging into Miss Swain's information, and they've dug up quite a bit." Kevin carefully

reminded, "Aren't you going to address this?"

"Who said I'm not going to?" Tristan was also interested in these revelations!

His future wife's elementary school affairs, middle school affairs, high school affairs... more or less were all dug up... The power of

netizens is really not to be underestimated!

In an instant, Tristan's interest grew. This round of inteinvestigation had accelerated his understanding of his future wife.

However, Tristan knew this was not a good thing, as the inteis a double-edged sword.

"Mr. Norwell, you have a financial interview in half an hour, could you get ready?" Kevin reminded again and extended his hand,

"Could you giveback the tablet?"

Tristan glanced at it and handed the tablet to him, "You go communicate with the reporters, | can spare ten minutes today to

answer spersonal questions."

The meaning of the president was very clear.

Kevin was surprised, but then nodded, "Okay." This was indeed unprecedented.

Tristan knew that the whole intewas digging into Monica, inevitably adding fuel to the fire for traffic, and writing some

negative content. As a man, Tristan felt he had a responsibility to protect her.

The interview started soon. Tristan appeared under the spotlight, impeccably dressed, with about ten influential reporters in the

industry sitting on the couch in front of him.

Everyone wore a pass, held a microphone in one hand, and an interview manuscript in the other.

They had been waiting for this moment for more than half a year.

In the curved sofa, Tristan was calm and wise, his tie was meticulously knotted, always giving people a sense of calmness after

weathering many storms.

Since Tristan took over Clarke Corp, the company has achieved impressive results.

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And for the direction and planning of the company next year, the reporters had already prepared their questions.

One question after another -

"Mr. Norwell, will your company still mainly focus on real estate next year? Do you have any specific plans? How many properties

are you going to develop? Is it near the river or by the mountains?"

"Yes, Mr. Norwell, will next year's new properties have any advantages in design compared to this year's newly launched ones?"

Tristan listened to everyone's questions patiently, his expression gentle. He sorted out the questions, then answered sincerely -

"All of this year's properties have been sold out, and we have also collected sgood suggestions from the owners, compiled a

list, and after analysis and consideration by our professional team, next year's properties will only be better."

"The advantages will also be greater, our property design has no issues, and the site selection is also truly carefully chosen, it's

just..." he deliberately stopped, his expression still gentle.

"Just what?"

The reporters were particularly interested, all eyes fell on his face, looking forward to his next words.