Tristan was stunned for a long time. His eyes were fixed on the row of skyscrapers he saw through his study glass. While closing his eyes, Tristan gently brought his right hand to massage his forehead, which was throbbing in pain. Some of the events that have occurred recently are indeed so draining the brain and emotions. "I thought we were friends. You hurt my feelings, Tristan. You're doing all this to me on purpose." Edward's words from last night kept ringing in Tristan's head. It hurts her heart to have to face the fact of being hated by the man she has considered a brother. Everything Tristan does is not without reason. After all, he thought that Sophia was not worthy of accompanying Edward, who was so sincere and kind. Because he was so busy thinking about Edward, Tristan couldn't concentrate on all his work. Even though he knew his best friend would never stay angry for long, he still thought about it. Even Mario felt the same way. He could also see that today's boss loo
Tristan had just parked his car in front of the Chiltern Firehouse. As promised last night, today, he would invite Sophia to eat lunch together. As soon as they arrived, Tristan hurried down. Taking significant steps, he entered the restaurant while looking around the room. Trying to find out where Sophia is. "Tristan ..." The man immediately turned around when a soft voice followed by a wave caught his blue bead. He smiled and went straight to Sophia, who had probably been sitting there all this time. "Hello, honey," said Tristan, giving Sophia a short kiss on the top of the head, then sat down directly in front of the woman. "Sorry I kept you waiting." Instead of responding, Sophia drifted into the cradle of Tristan's soft voice. Both of the woman's cheeks seemed to be flushed red. And this was caught by Tristan's blue bead, who had been watching. "Hey... why do you keep smiling like that? Is there something wrong with my appearance?" Tristan asked curiously. Sophia blinked, f
"You're really going too far Tristan!" exclaimed Raphael with a darkened expression. His domineering aura made the whole room tense and scary. This morning, at first, Raphael looked relaxed entering his study. Just finished sipping the coffee served on the table, Tristan was seen entering. He talked for a while about work, then broke the news about his desire to marry Sophia as soon as possible. Raphael was, of course, furious. He didn't expect the young man he had worked so hard to care for to decide without doing a long deliberation first. Moreover, the man's decision, according to him, endangered many parties. "Listen to me first, Uncle ---" "That's enough, Tristan!" Raphael cut in as if not giving the young man a chance to convey his thoughts first. "Did you know that the rash decision you just made could destroy yourself? Or maybe it could even destroy us all?" he exclaimed without thinking.Raphael's hands were clenched into fists. His shoulders rose and fell as he held back
Since the announcement of the wedding plans between himself and Sophia a few weeks ago, this is the first time Tristan has had the chance to reunite with his friends. Of course, this meeting was not attended by Edward. The man is still on strike to talk about his accusation that Tristan has specific plans to rush into marrying the woman he once liked. "I hope you'll help me give this invitation to Edward, Nick," Tristan asked, handing the wedding invitation wrapped in the gold ribbon. Nicholas nodded. He took the invitation and put it in the backpack he had brought to put his sports equipment. "So you're really going to marry Sophia?" Nicholas reaffirmed his friend's decision, which seemed sudden. "I'm serious, Nicholas. You think I'm kidding?" squeaked Tristan resentfully. Seeing his best friend's expression, Nicholas couldn't help but wince while holding back laughter. "Don't be offended. I'm just asking. As for your invitation, don't worry. I'll give it to Edward when I get h
Raphael was stunned, his face slightly stiff as all his muscles tightened. Bringing his eyes, he continued to stare at the wedding invitations that were neatly placed on the work table not far from the laptop. The lavish party held on the weekend is sure to be very lively. Even though he knew this marriage was part of Tristan's plans, Raphael did not deny that the young man he had cared for in the last few years was so total in preparing everything. As seen from the list of invitees who will attend, Tristan invited many important people from the business community. The media partners and representatives of several well-known vendors are also included in the man's count. I don't know what was going on in Tristan's mind, but Raphael wasn't entirely at ease. He was afraid and worried that Tristan would falter in the middle of the road, and in the worst case, Alfonso might even be instigated by Alfonso's words. For God's sake, Raphael knew very well how his former best friend was doing
"Sophia, I love you..." Right after the sweet words came out, Tristan gently tugged Sophia's nape. Without hesitation, he planted a deep and intimate kiss which was witnessed by almost all of the guests. On Saturday night, the lavish wedding party was held with great fanfare. Of course, this is a natural thing, considering the wedding of a Tristan Quartararo so long-awaited by many audiences. Held in one of the ballrooms of the Shangri-La Hotel at The Shard, London, the wedding was attended by so many guests from all walks of life and social strata. Everything seemed to be spilling out following the procession that was taking place solemnly. Wearing an A-line off shoulder wedding dress with tiles and floral accents, Sophia looks so beautiful, like a princess from a fairy tale world. It's the same with Tristan, clad in an ivory white coat, and the man looks no less charming. This pair seems so harmonious and fits the eye. Countless flashes of camera flash belonging to the media cre
Traveling a distance of approximately 211 miles or the equivalent of 350 kilometers, Fabio Saramossa finally arrived in Yorkshire, an area located in the northwest of England. Of course, it was not without reason that the big man had stepped his foot all the way there. He came on a mission to find Julio Gray, who used to work as Alfonso's driver. The man was allegedly a key witness to the single accident that killed Andrew John Quartararo in the past. At first, Fabio was suspicious when Raphael asked him to investigate this case. He has searched for information in various directions and found something odd about Julio, who was said to be dead but whose grave was unknown to anyone. After six full months of searching, with the help of informants and private detectives, Fabio finally found a light. One of his partners managed to find the middle-aged man's hideout, located in a remote area. "Since living in York, he has not used the name, Julio. People know him better by the name Benj
Julio : [Meet me tomorrow at yesterday's place. There are some things I want to tell you.] Fabio read the short message carefully that Julio sent. Guessing what the man was going to tell them. After exchanging cell phone numbers yesterday before deciding to leave, suddenly last night, Julio sent Dimitri a short message. So, when morning came, after finishing breakfast, the two decided to immediately go to a wheat plantation on the outskirts of Yorkshire. As soon as they arrived, Fabio and Dimitri were made to wonder a little. Because almost waiting for more than 15 minutes, Julio also did not show the bridge of his nose until someone came over and reprimanded them both. "Who are you waiting for?" asked a young woman with a wheat roll in her hand. Judging from her appearance, the woman must have worked as a laborer, just like Julio. "We're waiting for Benjamin," answered Dimitri politely. Then he glanced at the clock in his hand. "He asked us to come to this plantation early in the