CHAPTER HUNDRED AND ELEVEN

“Let's be partners." Tristan's face held a grave look, never in his life has he been so serious about something.

He was tired of working for Andrew, it was time she upgraded his status.

“Partner?" Andrew repeated teasingly, what made him think that far?

“Is there something wrong with that?"

“No…not at all." He answered, almost laughing. “But I don't think my father will agree to that." He added.

“When have you ever needed your father's permission to do anything?" A smile tugged at his lips.

“Either we're partners or you can find someone else to do your dirty work for you."

Andrew scoffed as he continued the work he was doing. “You aren't my only option."

Tristan's face turned sour and Andrew relished the look. If he wanted to be partners with Andrew, he'd have to work harder for it.

"Okay then. I hope they find who's killing your men.” He said, walking to the door furiously.

All of a sudden remembering something, he turned to Andrew, that serious look back on hi