Chapter seventy one

JASON’s POV..

Tristan drifted off in thoughts as he tried to think of the question I had asked.

“There are places she usually love to stay at whenever she is pissed or overwhelmed”, he explained and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at him. He was currently behaving as though he knew her to the core and thoughts of that made me angry.

However, that wasn’t the major thing now since I was presently concerned about where she was at the moment.

“Let’s go check out the first place!” Tristan said as he grabbed his robe and started walking out, with me sauntering behind him with a massive scowl on my face.

I didn’t like the idea of working with him in something that concerned Amanda, but I didn’t think I had so much choice here, especially because her life might be danger and I would be needing some help.

“She loves the garden! Usually, she would come here and sing and…”, Tristan was explaining when I suddenly grabbed him on his neck and peered into his eyes fiercely.

“You are not here to bl