Chapter One Hundred-Thirty Five

“Tristan?” Oliver walked towards him looking pleasantly surprised, as intrigued gazes followed him from across the dining hall. As people saw the newcomer he was greeting, murmurs began to rise from the hall.

Roth was the talk of the town, especially after his recent scandal, and many of his flings with famous supermodels. As a result of living with him and being his close side friend, Tristan was exposed to a fair amount of social attention too if not equal parts.

Tristan tried to ignore the rising murmurs, from which he could only pick up a few words like Dimitri and bar, but they were enough to give him an idea of what the murmurs were about, and maintained his look of astonishment at spotting Oliver in the least expected places of all.

Minutes later, they were seated around the couples’ table that Oliver had been dining on earlier, when after the routine greetings, Tristan finally asked the question that had been in his mind for a while, “How come are you here for breakfast? I