"Tristan Quartararo, where are you going with that handsome look?" Aurora, from the doorway of her room, rebuked when she saw Tristan, who looked down the stairs. If you look closely, it seems like someone who is about to leave the house. As the woman had mentioned earlier, Tristan looked presentable tonight. Wrapped in semi-formal clothes with messy undercut hair, the man seemed so perfect. Ah no. Tristan is always handsome in every appearance. "I want to go to dinner," he replied as he stopped right in front of Aurora's room. "With Sophia?" "Yeah, you're right," Tristan answered with a nod. Before long, he saw Aurora's face slowly turn sullen. He pursed his lips as if he wasn't happy with what Tristan had just said. "Why are you so sullen?" reprimanded the man then. "You should have taken me to dinner, not Sophia," said Aurora meaningfully. Gazing into Tristan's blue eyes, she nailed it. "Don't we always eat together every night?" Aurora chuckled and pursed her lips. Why is

Tristan was stunned for a long time. His eyes were fixed on the row of skyscrapers he saw through his study glass. While closing his eyes, Tristan gently brought his right hand to massage his forehead, which was throbbing in pain. Some of the events that have occurred recently are indeed so draining the brain and emotions. "I thought we were friends. You hurt my feelings, Tristan. You're doing all this to me on purpose." Edward's words from last night kept ringing in Tristan's head. It hurts her heart to have to face the fact of being hated by the man she has considered a brother. Everything Tristan does is not without reason. After all, he thought that Sophia was not worthy of accompanying Edward, who was so sincere and kind. Because he was so busy thinking about Edward, Tristan couldn't concentrate on all his work. Even though he knew his best friend would never stay angry for long, he still thought about it. Even Mario felt the same way. He could also see that today's boss loo

"You're really going too far Tristan!" exclaimed Raphael with a darkened expression. His domineering aura made the whole room tense and scary. This morning, at first, Raphael looked relaxed entering his study. Just finished sipping the coffee served on the table, Tristan was seen entering. He talked for a while about work, then broke the news about his desire to marry Sophia as soon as possible. Raphael was, of course, furious. He didn't expect the young man he had worked so hard to care for to decide without doing a long deliberation first. Moreover, the man's decision, according to him, endangered many parties. "Listen to me first, Uncle ---" "That's enough, Tristan!" Raphael cut in as if not giving the young man a chance to convey his thoughts first. "Did you know that the rash decision you just made could destroy yourself? Or maybe it could even destroy us all?" he exclaimed without thinking.Raphael's hands were clenched into fists. His shoulders rose and fell as he held back

Raphael was stunned, his face slightly stiff as all his muscles tightened. Bringing his eyes, he continued to stare at the wedding invitations that were neatly placed on the work table not far from the laptop. The lavish party held on the weekend is sure to be very lively. Even though he knew this marriage was part of Tristan's plans, Raphael did not deny that the young man he had cared for in the last few years was so total in preparing everything. As seen from the list of invitees who will attend, Tristan invited many important people from the business community. The media partners and representatives of several well-known vendors are also included in the man's count. I don't know what was going on in Tristan's mind, but Raphael wasn't entirely at ease. He was afraid and worried that Tristan would falter in the middle of the road, and in the worst case, Alfonso might even be instigated by Alfonso's words. For God's sake, Raphael knew very well how his former best friend was doing

Traveling a distance of approximately 211 miles or the equivalent of 350 kilometers, Fabio Saramossa finally arrived in Yorkshire, an area located in the northwest of England. Of course, it was not without reason that the big man had stepped his foot all the way there. He came on a mission to find Julio Gray, who used to work as Alfonso's driver. The man was allegedly a key witness to the single accident that killed Andrew John Quartararo in the past. At first, Fabio was suspicious when Raphael asked him to investigate this case. He has searched for information in various directions and found something odd about Julio, who was said to be dead but whose grave was unknown to anyone. After six full months of searching, with the help of informants and private detectives, Fabio finally found a light. One of his partners managed to find the middle-aged man's hideout, located in a remote area. "Since living in York, he has not used the name, Julio. People know him better by the name Benj