Chapter - [ 10 ]

[ Claire ]

“Mr. Pierce, can we talk?” I fidgeted with the hem of my shirt as I waited for his response. We hadn’t spoken to each other since Ryan left. Thomas and Travis were already asleep in their rooms.

Tristan, who was about to move to his room, turned slightly to look at me.

“I won’t respond until you stop addressing me formally, Claire.” He said, the displeasure was evident in his tone.

“Tristan, can we talk for a moment?” I corrected myself and he nodded his head this time, gesturing me to follow him in his home bar.

“What do you prefer?” He asked me.

“Anything light, I am not in a mood to get drunk.” I told him and he made us a drink.

“What do you want to talk about? It’s almost eleven in the night. I think you should rest because tomorrow is going to be a very long day for us.” He said giving me the drink.

“I want to talk about tomorrow, Tristan. What plans do you have? You can share them with me because it is related to me and my life’s current problems.” I said.

“You passed