Chapter Twenty Nine

Tears pooling up in his eyes, he furiously deleted the email from Roth. He would never be good enough for him. Tristan was a fool to think that he had gotten under Roth’s skin.

He didn’t delete the company email though, Tristan really needed that opportunity to maintain the lavish lifestyle that he had made himself used to. He folded the laptop screen - he needed to think about it rationally.

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“Babe, your company sent me an email requesting to collaborate with them,” Tristan initiated the conversation later that evening as Oliver was watching T.V.

Oliver turned off the T.V. and turned to him, “Yeah, you never told me about that. I called you in the morning too. So, did you meet with the CEO on Saturday?”

“I must have answered the phone in my sleep,” Tristan didn’t meet Oliver’s eye throughout, “Yes, I met the CEO.”

He had, in fact, more than met the CEO.

“I am thinking of taking it,” Tristan said softly, looking up at Oliver’s face to check for any reaction.

“Yes! Of co