Sir Joseph Eugene Thomson is a 60-year-old criminologist and forensic expert who is also a detective. The flight time is already very high. In Great Britain, the royals have even used their services countless times to uncover some complex cases to solve. Seeing his unquestionable behavior and workings, Tristan even ordered Mario to make an appointment with the middle-aged man. He had determined that Sir Joseph should handle everything related to the case of his father's death until everything was revealed. "Thank you very much, Sir Joseph. Sorry for bothering you to the point where you have to visit the Foxtail building in person," said Tristan as he invited his guest to sit down. "No problem." Joseph flashed a faint smile after taking a comfortable seat. He grabbed a cigar from his jacket pocket, burned it, took a slow sip, and invited Tristan to talk again. "For the size of a fantastically paid Client, I wouldn't bother visiting you in person." Laughter fell from Tristan's lips

Sophia stepped into the intensive care room with mixed feelings in her heart. The tiredness she felt because she had not slept for almost two nights was not in the slightest compared to the anxiety that continued to hit. In a moment, Sophia braced herself. For a moment, she was afraid that Tristan would suddenly leave her. Having experienced a decline in her condition, Sophia cried in fear seeing how the team of doctors gave follow-up actions. Moreover, when Tristan's heart rate weakened, Sophia could see through the glass that the medical team was panicking in dealing with the man. "For God's sake, do something." While sobbing, Sophia's eyes didn't move from the scene in the room. The medical team seemed to work hand in hand, trying to help Tristan get out of the critical condition the man was experiencing. "Relax, Sophia. Tristan will be fine," Edward comforted. He was no less panicked and worried about seeing what was happening in front of his eyes. While crying, Sophia turned

After ten days of intensive treatment, today, finally, Tristan was allowed by the doctor to go home immediately. Before actually leaving the hospital, the man first underwent a brief observation. The team of doctors even re-examined every function of all vital organs in Tristan's body. After making sure everything was in good condition, he was invited to leave. "For now, Mr. Tristan should rest for one to three days at home. Don't do activities such as lifting heavy objects, walking up and down stairs, exercising too much energy, and lastly, don't get enough sleep. Don't forget always to take vitamins and healthy food." Aurora and Tristan nodded in unison after listening to what the doctor suggested. Agree not to do things that can worsen health conditions for a smooth healing process. Tristan himself treated Aurora with great care. Even though she could walk upright, she still didn't want to take the risk. He asked the medical staff to move Tristan into a wheelchair to be taken im

Tristan seemed to walk casually into the dining room while fixing the location of the tie he was wearing. As soon as he sat perfectly in the chair, Samanta immediately poured orange juice into the man's glass as his employer's companion for breakfast this morning. At first, everything went as usual. Even Aurora, who was sitting next to Tristan, also seemed to enjoy all the food that was served. No more disappointment. Both seemed lost in the atmosphere and chose to forget what had happened last night. However, when the third mouthful entered Tristan's mouth, he seemed to taste something very different. Slowly swallow. Trying to unravel the taste caused by the food he eats. When he found an oddity, he immediately asked. "Samanta," Tristan called immediately. "Yes sir." The young servant immediately rushed over to hear what his master might want to order. "You cooked breakfast this morning?" Tristan inquired curiously. Samanta confidently nodded immediately. "Yes, Sir. I cooked an

Tristan was confident that his ears were still functioning very, very well. Listening to the words that just came out of Alfonso's mouth, he immediately blinked. Digest for a few seconds and then think again and again. Is what his father-in-law said the truth or just nonsense to invite his emotions. Like lightning strikes in broad daylight, he again discovers a new reality. It turns out that Raphael is his birth father. Did Tristan immediately believe it? Of course not. He even tried hard to deny what Alfonso had just said. "Don't be crazy, Pa! What kind of bullshit do you want to tell me?" said the man casually. As much as possible, keep his face of continue to look calm. Tristan must not be provoked by the bait that Alfonso just threw. "So you doubt what I said?" Alfonso replied with a smile. The man's face was genuinely mocking. "Have you forgotten about the news about the scandal between Gracia and Raphael that I told you a while ago? I'm sure you must have proven the truth yo