At that time, Sophia was already in Edward's car. Her mind was utterly unfocused. Anxiety and fear now creep into her brain and mind while on the way to her father's office. For some reason, Sophia felt sure, after seeing her, Tristan would decide to go straight to his father at the office. Because she was worried that something untoward would happen, she forced Edward to deliver it immediately. Sophia's worries grew, even more when the car they were both in was stuck in traffic for a while. From the corner of his eye, Edward could see how agitated the woman beside him was. Occasionally look to the right and left. It seems to check the cellphone screen as if waiting for someone's phone call. Taking the initiative to lighten the mood, Edward was reprimanded and then offered Sophia a bottle of drink. "Drink it," Edward prodded. "I thought this might calm you down a bit. I see. You look like someone who is worrying about something." Sophia turned her head, then nodded. Grabbing the b
Raphael seemed to be walking in a hurry down the corridor of the police station. A few minutes earlier, he, who had just finished work, was immediately approached by Mario, who was Tristan's assistant. The man came with important news which of course made him very surprised. "Mr. Raphael, I'm sorry to interrupt your time. But it looks like you should hurry to the police station right now." Raphael, who had just turned off the laptop in front of him, immediately looked up. The man's brows were drawn in. Of course, he was confused why Mario suddenly came to his room instead of telling him to go straight to the police station. Did Tristan report it? Or maybe there is something else that escapes his control. He chose to clarify directly to prove all the thoughts running through his mind. "Police station? Why would I go there, Mario?" Mario took a step forward. After his position was just right, he again answered questions from the man in the line of the leader of the Foxtail Corporat
Tristan immediately took significant steps when he just got off the car. Behind the man, Mario's figure was seen following him with several files and items to give to the police investigators. After yesterday's questioning of Raphael, it was Tristan's turn to come to the police station to fulfill the summons as a witness to the shooting that was targeted at him but instead hit his wife. As soon as he arrived at the investigation room, he was immediately directed to sit down. Undergo the initial examination for approximately 60 minutes. "Mr. Tristan Quartararo, could you please tell us the chronology of yesterday's events?" one of the police officers asked Tristan. Meanwhile, the other officers seemed to be listeners and, simultaneously, taking notes on what Tristan might say soon. "It all started when I accidentally visited Alfonso Adelaide in his office that afternoon." "For work?" Tristan shook his head. "I purposely came there to clarify an old matter that I also reported yes
"Eat plenty so your energy can recover. Whatever you need, you can call me anytime."Olivia could see with her eyes how enthusiastic Kimberly was about taking care of Tristan and keeping him company on the second day after he woke up. Now, the beautiful woman was even sitting right by his bedside, gently feeding her husband.Olivia believed Tristan was very comfortable with what Kimberly was doing. Yet, Olivia was in a position very close to both of them. However, Tristan didn't even consider her presence. He didn't even turn to look at her at all.Hurt? Disappointed? Of course. Any woman would be sad to see her husband more comfortable with another woman than with herself. But in Tristan's case, Olivia seemed to understand. She knew very well that he had married her not out of love, but out of ambition and revenge.Realizing this, Olivia felt slapped by reality. She should have known, no matter how hard she tried, they would never be able to reconcile."Because your food is finished.
Tristan seemed to be sitting while rubbing and massaging his smooth chin. His eyes were straight but looked blank as if he was daydreaming about something. I don't know what the brown-haired man is thinking right now. Mario, who had been in the room for more than 30 minutes, was stunned to wait until his boss realized and returned to focus on completing the work that had piled up. "Mister." Mario, who couldn't stand the wait, finally called. After all, if you stay like this, the problem won't be solved right away. "What Happen, Mario? What do you want to discuss with me this time?" Tristan said reluctantly. The man's gaze didn't look the least bit away from what he had previously noticed. "How long do you want to daydream like that?" asked Mario, a little exasperated. Ah no. He seemed excited and annoyed at the same time. Since knowing his wife, who suddenly went to the hospital, Mario realized that his boss's attitude had immediately changed 180 degrees. No longer arrogant and
Olivia appeared busy preparing a variety of healthy meals for Tristan's dinner tonight. Since his return, she had been the one going to the kitchen to select ingredients, prepare them, and serve them on the table.However, for their mutual comfort, she intentionally asked Samantha not to mention to Tristan that she was the one cooking. Olivia was self-aware that Tristan would likely refuse to eat the food if he knew she had made it.Over the past two days, Olivia secretly prepared meals, and Tristan consistently finished everything she served him. Samantha always informed Olivia that Tristan never left any of the specially cooked food uneaten. That's why Olivia chose to keep her actions secret to ensure Tristan could comfortably enjoy what he ate."Madam," Samantha called out as she finished arranging the woman's clothes in the closet."Yes, what is it?""It seems that Mr. Tristan really enjoys all the food you've been preparing these past few days."Upon hearing that, Olivia looked up
Tristan parked the sports car he was driving in one of the VIP parking lots. Who is in front of the Cafe? After being terrorized once again by Nicholas, he couldn't help but come tonight. As soon as he entered the Cafe, Jacob was already there with his girlfriend, Tita. Tristan himself wasn't even alone tonight. he took it, so he had an excuse not to come home too late. "There must be some purpose for you to suddenly invite me like this," Aurora guessed. The woman squinted suspiciously when Tristan forbade her to dinner with the excuse that she would take him out. Since marrying Sophia, never once had that man asked her to go out alone like now."Nicholas's birthday," Tristan replied as he adjusted the long sleeve t-shirt he was wearing. "I can't possibly go alone. What's more, they'll definitely invite me out for a drink. You know, I'm lazy to go out for a long time right now. That's why I brought you to have an excuse to come home early." "Excuses! I'm lazy to be a runaway like th
Tristan, Raphael, and Aurora looked severe while listening to Mario's presentation in front of Emaar Properties officials. Today is when they, as selected vendors, convey the work progress of the smart city project that has been running for the last few months. Even though it was challenging to find a replacement for Beckley, who was blacklisted for their fraud, Emaar ultimately chose BlackHorse to be his replacement until the project was completed. That's why Jacob and Nicholas sat quietly in their chairs at today's meeting. "Seeing that almost 50% of the work has been running, we as vendors are certainly more active in pursuing targets to comply with the approved master plan. For that, at this opportunity, Foxtail as the main worker wants to all discuss and discuss openly, which part is there?" which will be developed after this." Mario as the representative of Foxtail Corporation was very confident in delivering his presentation. All meeting participants were even very enthusias