Tristan's life has been chaotic and increasingly uncertain this past week. After knowing the remarkable fact that he was Raphael's biological son, until this moment, he still didn't want to admit it until this moment. Raphael had tried many times to get close. He also tried many times to provide clarification, but still, Tristan didn't care. Even though they were still standing in the same building, Tristan had closed all access for Raphael to meet him. Busy with his thoughts, suddenly, a knock came on the door. A few seconds later, Mario's figure and another figure that Tristan had been waiting for all this time. "Detective Joseph." Tristan immediately stood up. He stretched out his hand, inviting Joseph to shake hands. "Please have a seat. I've been waiting for you for a long time." Joseph sat down quickly. The middle-aged man immediately opened the bag he was carrying to take out a folder, then handed it over to Tristan immediately. "This is a summary of the reports I've colle

At that time, Sophia was already in Edward's car. Her mind was utterly unfocused. Anxiety and fear now creep into her brain and mind while on the way to her father's office. For some reason, Sophia felt sure, after seeing her, Tristan would decide to go straight to his father at the office. Because she was worried that something untoward would happen, she forced Edward to deliver it immediately. Sophia's worries grew, even more when the car they were both in was stuck in traffic for a while. From the corner of his eye, Edward could see how agitated the woman beside him was. Occasionally look to the right and left. It seems to check the cellphone screen as if waiting for someone's phone call. Taking the initiative to lighten the mood, Edward was reprimanded and then offered Sophia a bottle of drink. "Drink it," Edward prodded. "I thought this might calm you down a bit. I see. You look like someone who is worrying about something." Sophia turned her head, then nodded. Grabbing the b

Tristan immediately took significant steps when he just got off the car. Behind the man, Mario's figure was seen following him with several files and items to give to the police investigators. After yesterday's questioning of Raphael, it was Tristan's turn to come to the police station to fulfill the summons as a witness to the shooting that was targeted at him but instead hit his wife. As soon as he arrived at the investigation room, he was immediately directed to sit down. Undergo the initial examination for approximately 60 minutes. "Mr. Tristan Quartararo, could you please tell us the chronology of yesterday's events?" one of the police officers asked Tristan. Meanwhile, the other officers seemed to be listeners and, simultaneously, taking notes on what Tristan might say soon. "It all started when I accidentally visited Alfonso Adelaide in his office that afternoon." "For work?" Tristan shook his head. "I purposely came there to clarify an old matter that I also reported yes

Tristan seemed to be sitting while rubbing and massaging his smooth chin. His eyes were straight but looked blank as if he was daydreaming about something. I don't know what the brown-haired man is thinking right now. Mario, who had been in the room for more than 30 minutes, was stunned to wait until his boss realized and returned to focus on completing the work that had piled up. "Mister." Mario, who couldn't stand the wait, finally called. After all, if you stay like this, the problem won't be solved right away. "What Happen, Mario? What do you want to discuss with me this time?" Tristan said reluctantly. The man's gaze didn't look the least bit away from what he had previously noticed. "How long do you want to daydream like that?" asked Mario, a little exasperated. Ah no. He seemed excited and annoyed at the same time. Since knowing his wife, who suddenly went to the hospital, Mario realized that his boss's attitude had immediately changed 180 degrees. No longer arrogant and

Tristan parked the sports car he was driving in one of the VIP parking lots. Who is in front of the Cafe? After being terrorized once again by Nicholas, he couldn't help but come tonight. As soon as he entered the Cafe, Jacob was already there with his girlfriend, Tita. Tristan himself wasn't even alone tonight. he took it, so he had an excuse not to come home too late. "There must be some purpose for you to suddenly invite me like this," Aurora guessed. The woman squinted suspiciously when Tristan forbade her to dinner with the excuse that she would take him out. Since marrying Sophia, never once had that man asked her to go out alone like now."Nicholas's birthday," Tristan replied as he adjusted the long sleeve t-shirt he was wearing. "I can't possibly go alone. What's more, they'll definitely invite me out for a drink. You know, I'm lazy to go out for a long time right now. That's why I brought you to have an excuse to come home early." "Excuses! I'm lazy to be a runaway like th