Chapter Thirty

Tristan wanted to do anything he could to bring back the cheeky smile on this man’s face that was once the characteristic of him.

“Tristan?” Roth was now searching for something in his face.

And then Tristan remembered, he had to be strong. He had to hold his ground. He had to protect the walls around himself, he had spent months trying to get over Roth, getting over Roth was the most difficult that he had ever had to do and he did not want to do it again. He would not put himself through it again.

“Mr. Dimitri, here is my file and my proposal, if you want me to present the idea, I can do it too,” Tristan established that it was strictly professional.

Roth looked rather taken aback, “Tristan, I am sorry! Are you still mad at me? I sent you the entire report from the investigator …”

“Both of our time is precious,” Tristan emphasized on the professional.

Roth looked at him in defeat. The sorrow on his face almost made Tristan’s heart go out for him, but then he remembered all the