Married To A Cruel CEO

Tristan Quartararo stared intently at Sophia Walters, who assumed his wife's status just a few hours ago. Out of his eye, he could see how the woman seemed to be sobbing on the bed with an almost innocent body.

At first, everything seemed perfect. Tristan and Sophia managed to steal the public's attention because of their spectacular appearance.

The lavish reception that had just been held seemed to be attended by so many guests from various circles and social strata. Not a few media crews from multiple news portals covered this sacred moment.

However, that happiness did not last long. The beautiful wedding that had just passed suddenly turned into a disaster. When entering the bridal chamber, Tristan, initially warm, unexpectedly turned 180 degrees into cold as ice in Antarctica.

Tristan, The man did not hesitate to intimidate his wife. Even kept trying to move forward, approaching, as if ready at any moment to pounce on Sophia, who was almost defenseless because she was overcome by fear.

"For God's sake, Tristan, stop your madness. Please don't come any closer! You've hurt me," Sophia sobbed. She held the gray blanket tightly so it wouldn't fall off her body. At the same time, Tristan seemed the least bit concerned. He quickly took off his coat without further calculations and removed the white shirt that wrapped his muscular body. Throwing in all directions without diverting the oceanblue eyes from the target he had been aiming for.

Slowly but surely, Tristan crawled up onto the bed. When the woman was preparing to run, he quickly blocked her. Pulling back its prey, then locking the slender body until it lay helpless.

"Where are you going, honey?"

The short question was able to make Sophia shudder even more in fear. Her heartbeats beat against each other, giving rise to a feeling of infinite horror.

"I won't let you run from my side, Sophia. Never!"

Sophia shook her head several times. She tried her best to get out of the confines of Tristan's body, which was so strong. But it's still useless.

Her efforts were not in the least fruitful. Yes, Sophia lost power. Even when Tristan gripped her hands tightly, she couldn't do anything but act resignedly and burst into tears.

"Please, let me go," she squeaked for mercy.

She couldn't even hold back the tears that rolled down her smooth cheeks. How could I not, the man who had been known to be so gentle, tonight transformed into another figure like a demon. Completely different from the one she had previously known.

"Tristan Quartararo, please let me get out of here. What did I do wrong to make you treat me like this? You hurt me!"

Tristan kept his sharp grin on. Tears did not touch her heart, let alone the request Sophia had chanted earlier. The flames of vengeance already clouded the man's mind, which can only be extinguished if the wishes and plans that he has made for a long time are carried out. Tristan even can not wait to carry out all the action.

"No need to know what you did wrong. For sure, I will never let you go!" The man smiled mockingly. "You must remember carefully and plant these words in your brain. Sophia Walters belongs only to Tristan Quartararo. From now on, you are a wife who must be ready to serve and I torture at any time. No other man is allowed to glance, stare, let alone touch you besides me, not even Edward Oliviera."

"You really are a bastard!" Sophia screeched angrily. Her face was bright red because she felt humiliated by the man who was her husband. "You must have set me up on purpose! There must be a purpose for you to do all this to me. We even just officially got married a few hours ago, and now? You've hurt me, Tristan!"

"Oh my gosh Sophia. You think I care about all your babbling?" Tristan smirked slyly again. The man leaned forward even more, then soon began to whisper, "I will not stop until what I have set out to do. I will not stop until your whole family suffers."

The next second, Tristan pulled the dress attached to Sophia's body until it came off without a trace. Start kissing, even touch every inch of the woman's body roughly.

Tristan keep biting. His two hands held Sophia's hand so that she couldn't move.

Mercilessly, Tristan continued to kiss Sophia's face. Then before long, the kiss continued down to the neck. Stopping there, the man sucked in even the occasional small bite repeatedly.

Then suddenly, his hand dropped. Start exploring. A touch from the nape of the neck, then down to the chest. He stayed there for a moment. Seconds later, his hands began to squeeze Sophia's chest, making Sophia nervous because she had to restrain herself from being carried away by what Tristan was doing.

Satisfied to see how helpless Sophia was, Tristan then forcibly pulled the underwear that wrapped around Sophia's lower body. Leaving the woman innocent. Then without reckoning, Tristan fucked Sophia very roughly. It didn't matter in the slightest the wife was crying because she was holding back pain and anger.

Tristan forcibly snatching the treasure that Sophia had been working so hard to protect. Even though Tristan has the right because they are officially husband and wife from now on, it hurts to be treated like this. From under Tristan's body, Sophia could only sob. She was lamenting the bad luck that had just befallen him.

After successfully tormenting and snatching Sophia's virginity, Tristan intends to leave Sophia. However, before actually leaving, the man once again approached the woman who had just become his wife.

Smiling, Tristan gave Sophia a quick kiss on the forehead. Bringing his hand to touch her face and stroked Sophia's hair gently. Then unexpectedly, the man pulled his wife's hair roughly while whispering, saying threatening words.

"It's not much, honey. I swear I'll make sure your days after this are more miserable like hell."

Several Years Before

A teenage boy sat quietly in a luxurious burial complex with teary eyes. His hand reached out, continuing to stroke the gray gravestone bearing Andrew John Quartararo. Although the feeling of sadness pierced even the heart like a sting, he was as strong as possible to hold back tears.

Just keep praying so that the late father who has just been buried can go quietly. "Come on, Tristan. Don't be sad. I'm sure Papa will be happy in heaven."

The beautiful woman named Gracia Quartararo looked tough. Although her cheeks were still wet from the tears, she tried to look strong in front of her only son.

Certainly not easy. Moreover, she had to lose the husband she loved so much in a car accident. The man who gave a cheerful smile in the morning while asking for permission to go to work had to return home lifeless.

"There is Mama who will continue to take care of you, son. Mama promises to continue to accompany you until you get old." Gracia continues to try to strengthen the child's heart so as not to dissolve in sadness. She knew that her son was close to her husband.

Moreover, Andrew is a father figure that Tristan has admired so far. However, a promise is just a promise. Three months after Andrew pass away, it was Gracia's turn to leave Tristan like her husband.

The beautiful woman had a heart attack while attending an important meeting in her office. Can imagine how broken the heart Tristan, who was not even 20 years old, had to lose both of his parents in the near future. At a young age, he was forced to survive in the face of the harsh world.

"Tristan, don't cry. You are not alone in this world. There is still Uncle Raphael who will look after and care for you. Uncle promises never to leave you once."

Tristan, who had been looking down, immediately looked up. With a sad expression, the young man shook his head slowly.

If he had managed to stop himself from shedding tears at the time of Andrew's death, this time, he couldn't take it anymore. The clear crystal was, in fact, already flowing so fast that it covered both of his cheeks. Fuck, people want to think of him as a crybaby or something.

"Don't promise me anything, Uncle. It's enough for Papa and Mama to leave me. I don't want everyone I love one by one to just leave my life."

"No."

Raphael shook his head back, then stretched out his right hand and patted Tristan's shoulder repeatedly. Strengthen the man's heart so as not to continue to dissolve in sadness.

"Uncle promises not to die before making you successful. Uncle is determined to help you reach the world into your hands. Make the Foxtail Corporations that Andrew has worked so hard to raise again to prosper and thrive. Moreover, you also have to repay the people who have done evil. to your family."

Tristan's hands immediately clenched into fists. Raphael's words just now managed to stir his emotions.

It's true what his uncle said. He can't stay in the dark forever. He had to get up soon. Because after this, there is a challenging task that awaits.

From the front of his parents' graves, Tristan promised in his heart that he would become a successful and unrivaled person. Once all can be obtained, he will make calculations for anyone who has destroyed his family.

"Sooner or later, I have to avenge what they did, Uncle. I will make the Walters family suffer as much as I am feeling right now."

Raphael smirked. The corners of his lips lifted high.

"Of course, son. You deserved to do that. Even after the fatal accident that killed your father, until this moment Alfonso didn't even show his nose to apologize. Maybe he and his family have gone abroad."

The man then patted Tristan's shoulder gently, and then after that, he cheered again.

"From this moment on, Uncle promises to always be by your side. Uncle will also turn you into a truly formidable man in both business and everyday life."

After that, Raphael got up first. Seconds later, he reached out, asking Tristan to get up from his seat too. The two then decided to leave the cemetery complex. He was heading to Tristan's house to start all the plans prepared in such away.

A few years later.

Dear Tristan, My Beloved Son.

If you are reading this letter, it means that Mama is no longer by your side.

Do not be sad.

Never feel alone in the slightest.

Remember! There's Uncle Raphael beside you. He will guide you to make your dreams come true one by one.

Mama believes Uncle Raphael can maintain and make you a strong, invincible, even so the significant person in the business world later.

When all of that materializes, Mama's one message, Don't forget the people who have destroyed our family. You have to remember that Alfonso is fully responsible for Papa's death. Once you have it all, Mama, please, crush the man to nothing.

Mama believe you can do it all.

Here, Mama will always watch over you and take care of you.

Love Mama.

Tristan stared blankly at the white paper in his right hand. His chest felt tight again when he remembered the events of his parents' deaths one by one. Many years have passed, but still, the feeling of sadness can't just go away.

Sometimes, in the dark of night, Tristan still cries over the departure of his father and mother. He even had thought of wanting to die to catch up with the two of them.

"Don't be crazy, Tristan. Don't ever waste your life doing something ridiculous like this. You can't give up, let alone commit suicide. That man isn't a crybaby! If you die, who will avenge your parents?"

Raphael seemed to exclaim in disappointment. He knew that the man he had cared for all this time was in deep pain. However, not a single thought crossed his mind that Tristan was so desperate to try to end his life.

"Remember, Tristan, and you have to be a strong person and be able to rise when faced with any problems that arise. Not a crybaby, let alone weak like now. Uncle is willing to bet, and you won't succeed if you continue to fall into a slump like this!"

If Raphael hadn't been by his side and kept trying to be strong, Tristan might have gone mad long ago. How can he stand that he is still very young and has to accept the tragic fate repeatedly? When people of his age seem to be enjoying their time playing, it's 180 degrees different from him. He must study diligently.

Maximize hisself so that he can immediately graduate from college and master the basics in the business world at the same time. He did everything he could to prove to the world that he was able to achieve what he had longed for.

"Tristan, are you in there?"

There was a knock on the door with a call. Seconds later, a young woman entered wearing casual clothes. Stepping forward, she approached the position where Tristan was sitting. "What's wrong, Aurora?" asked Tristan without looking back. His eyes were still locked on the sheet of a letter in his right hand.

"Papa called you. He asked us to have dinner together. I hope you don't refuse."

Tristan nodded. Without much thought, he immediately got up. Then followed the woman's steps toward the dining room. Raphael was already sitting there waiting for the two of them. The man invited Tristan to take a position in front of him immediately.

"Sit down. Miriam has cooked your favorite tenderloin steak. Uncle knows you haven't eaten anything since this afternoon. Actually, what are you thinking?" Raphael inquired. He asked while handing the orange juice to the man he considered his child.

Over the years of taking care of Tristan, Raphael has memorized everything he likes to everything his best friend's son doesn't like.

"I'm just missing Mama and Papa, Uncle. Since a few days ago, I've been dreaming of the two of them often," replied Tristan with a downcast face. A sad expression was etched on his handsome face.

"It's OK, kid," said Raphael. “How about tomorrow morning we visit your parents' graves first?"

"Tomorrow morning?" repeated Tristan. Hearing Raphael's words, he immediately looked up. Gazing into the face of the uncle who was so sincere. "Is that possible?"

Raphael smiled, then nodded. "Of course. Uncle thought, there must be a lot you want to tell them. Especially about your recent achievements. Uncle also believes that Andrew and Gracia must be very proud that their son is now able to rise and achieve his dreams one by one."

"Uncle is right. I have to tell them that I can't wait to repay all of Alfonso's actions."

Raphael smiled. He was so pleased to see the sparkle of enthusiasm on the face of the man he had educated for years.

All of Raphael's efforts have finally yielded maximum results. Seen one by one the achievements that Tristan got recently.

"You should also tell Andrew and Gracia about your planned engagement to Aurora."

Tristan immediately nodded. Not the slightest bit of protest when Raphael recently planned an engagement between himself and his uncle's only daughter. Maybe marrying Aurora could pay off all the debt Raphael had given him.

Tristan was nothing if it was his uncle who didn't help. After all, Aurora is also a kind, intelligent, independent, and polite woman.

There's nothing wrong with marrying this woman. Matters of love can be discussed later. Tristan is sure that the feeling of love will gradually come naturally when they are officially together.

"Of course. I will tell everything to the late Papa and Mama. I'm also sure they will agree with my decision."

Tristan then turned to Aurora, who was sitting next to him. Throwing a sincere smile and then choosing to eat the food that has been served

Flashes of flash were immediately apparent when Tristan, Raphael, and Aurora entered the auditorium in the Foxtail Corporation building. All journalists seemed to be competing to cover the process of inaugurating the CEO, who in the future will lead the largest construction company in the United Kingdom.

Tristan, dressed in a navy suit, sat quietly next to Raphael. There wasn't the slightest hint of nervousness on his handsome face. After years of study, apprenticeship, and direct involvement in various tenders with Raphael, Tristan continues to try to convince all shareholders and company officials.

At the age of only 25, he is trying to prove to everyone that he deserves to be in the position his father once held. After two general shareholders' meetings, an agreement was finally reached that Tristan was indeed worthy of the position. For this reason, today, he will be officially inaugurated by the commissioners to carry out his duties correctly immediately.

"Thank you for your presence and the trust that the higherups of Foxtail Corporation have given me."

Tristan was now standing confidently in front of the pulpit. Gives his first speech as a CEO. Meanwhile, the media crew present immediately scrambled to capture the best moments from Tristan.

He has indeed attracted the broader public's attention in the past year because of his breakthroughs in the business world. Whatever it is when it comes to Tristan, it must be very in demand for news.

"As a newbie in the business world, of course, it is an honor for me to occupy the CEO position. I have high hopes that after leading this company, Foxtail Corporation will continue to grow. To become the only multinational construction company whose activities have shot up to various parts of the world."

The sound of applause from all the participants in the meeting could be heard filling the room. Flashes of camera lights hit Tristan, who was so fiery in explaining his vision and mission after being officially appointed leader.

"As the new CEO, what's the first thing you're going to do with this company?" asked one of the reporters.

Tristan smiled then answered so calmly. "Recently, I agreed to joint venture offers with several large companies from the Middle East to build the tallest building globally. I am optimistic that this project can be completed on time. international business scene."

Everyone clapped again. So many were amazed by Tristan's flexibility in explaining and dealing with the many questions asked. He looked relaxed, as if he didn't have the slightest burden.

"About the couple..." one of the reporters asked another question. "Does Mr. Tristan already have a potential partner and intends to end his single life soon? Given your current popularity, there must be a lot of women out there waiting in line to become a wife."

Again, Tristan smiled. He kindly answered the one by one the questions are given.

"For now, I haven't thought about getting married. As for my partner, later you will know who the woman who stole my heart was."

After finishing the question and answer session with several reporters, the man accompanied by Raphael and Aurora chose to leave the auditorium. Prepare to go to the CEO's room and start his work for the first time.

"Tristan Quartararo, are we bothering you?"

Tristan has just finished his first job as a CEO. Entering the lunch hour, he was surprised by the presence of friends who suddenly came to his office without contacting him first.

"Gosh, why are you guys here all of a sudden?" Tristan hastily got up.

The man then approached three men who seemed to be standing not far from the room's doorway.

"This was Edward's idea," one of them pointed. "That rancid playboy wanted to surprise you on purpose. Just like a child."

The man named Edward immediately chuckled. Then immediately handed over the cake box that he previously held.

"Oh, come on, Nick. Why are you talking so much? Wasn't this the three of us's idea? Why are you making me a scapegoat now?"

"But you were the originator, weren't you?" offense Nicholas. "You're the one who's been whining. In fact, you asked Jacob and I to pick you up immediately and accompany you to buy a birthday cake for Tristan," the man added.

"Is that true?" Tristan's turn to make sure. He looked at each of his friends in disbelief. He often joked that he didn't think his friends could be cute.

"Well . . . fine. I admit it. What Nicholas said is true."

Scratching the back of his neck uncomfortably, Edward finally acknowledged what Nicholas had said. He was closest to Tristan from the start of their friendship among his three friends. They always do something together.

Edward had considered Tristan like his own brother. Jacob and Nicholas even called them are twins.

"Indeed I dragged the two of them to come see you. After all, we really deserved to wish you a birthday and congratulations on your achievements today. Honestly, I'm personally even so proud of you."

Tristan smiled sadly. Without awkwardness, he immediately hugged his friends one by one. Say Thank you because since he first entered college until now, he has been working, and these three friends are always by his side. Not the slightest move in times of trouble or joy.

"Oh my God, I'm really touched by your words." He then asked his three friends to sit on the sofa immediately. There they all began to chit chat casually.

"So, how was your inauguration today? I saw in the headline news, your company's stock went up significantly after you officially became the new CEO," said Jacob. There was a hint of admiration tucked into his words. Of course, as a young CEO, he is also proud of what his friend has achieved.

Tristan immediately nodded. While cutting the birthday cake Edward brought, he casually took Jacob's question.

"I'm also very surprised, Jack. This is really a great achievement for me as a newbie. I didn't know this inauguration would even affect the company's stock. The commissioners also talked about it."

"That means, your existence is really awaited by the public at large."

Nicholas took it seriously. "It seems that they are indeed interested in all your recent endeavors and pursuits. I have to admit, all the brilliant ideas you have shown have brought a breath of fresh air to this business."

"Tristan, you really are proud." This time it was Edward who spoke. The man did not want to lose congratulating his best friend.

"For God's sake, I'm so jealous of you. Hopefully one day, I can occupy the position of CEO of Alexis and shine like you are today," he chuckled in awe.

Then, the three chose to enjoy the cake that Tristan had just cut and handed. While devouring it, they continued to discuss various topics casually.

"By the way, isn't there a small party? Some kind of celebration of your birthday and your success today?" Edward asked, taking a bite of the cake in his hand. It has become a tradition for all of them when celebrate something, and there will be a party. Either on a large scale or privately with close friends.

"Gosh you're right. Since the past few days have been so busy, I didn't even think about going there. But how about we have a party tonight?" Jacob placed her cake plate on the table. Reaching for the teacup, then took a sip of the drink.

The man nodded in agreement with the idea Tristan had just put forward. "I agree. Let's celebrate at the American Bar."

"Yes, Jacob is right. The American Bar is the perfect place for all of us to celebrate this." Nicholas joined in.

"But, can you bring a partner tonight?" Edward asked carefully. "I mean, tonight's party will be just us and we. Or can you bring a girlfriend too?"

Nicholas, who sat across from Edward, immediately put on a cynical face. He knew where his friend's conversation was headed. "So what if I may? You want to bring a partner?"

Edward nodded. "Of course."

"What other woman would you like to bring Edward Oliviera with this time?" asked Nicholas. "There's a woman you eyeing right now. I meant to introduce her to you. I think I get along well with that woman."

Nicholas snorted. He was tired of hearing the pearls of wisdom that Edward often said. Almost on every date Edward introduced, he always said the exact words. "So that you know, I'm even tired of reading, let alone hearing your news on gossip portals that are always rumored to change partners."

"It's called Playboy, isn't it?" debate Edward didn't want to lose. "Besides, it's hard to enjoy life when I'm still young. After all, they're the ones who are always chasing after me. But most importantly of all, I've never cheated on anyone or dated anyone else's partner."

Nicholas chuckled lazily. He knew very well the nature of this one friend. It's no secret that only Edward likes to change partners or date the most among the four of them.

"I pray that one day you get hit by the stone. Who knows, one day you'll have to bother chasing the woman you have a crush on." Edward pressed his lips together tightly. He wanted to swear at the ugly prayer that his best friend had just said.

But because he saw Jacob, who gave a signal not to fight back, Edward could only take a breath and then try to answer casually. "That's not going to happen, Nicholas Alistair."

As mutually agreed, the four friends decided to gather at America Bar at precisely eight o'clock in the evening. Tristan himself, this time, brought along Aurora to accompany him.

After making reservations and ordering appetizers, Tristan could see Jacob arriving first at the venue with Tita, his girlfriend with him. Then, not long after, Nicholas was also present, bringing Claire, his fiancée.

"We're not late, are we?" Jacob asked as he pulled out a chair and motioned for his girlfriend to sit down.

"Don't worry. Aurora and I only arrived 10 minutes ago," said Tristan. After that, he sat down and started a conversation.

"Tristan, congratulations on your birthday and your achievements today. I know this gift is not much. But at least Nicholas and I are sincere in giving it to you," Claire said as she handed a black box as a birthday present for Tristan this time.

"Gosh, there's no need to bother. You just came. I'm very grateful," said the man.

"But no matter what, you deserve all this." Tita, in her seat, also added. The woman then took out a parcel then handed it to Tristan.

"It's me and Jacob who chose it specifically. We hope you'll like it."

"Of course." On the sidelines of their conversation, Edward, who had been waiting for so long, finally arrived. With a smile, the man immediately approached the woman he was carrying.

"Sorry, I'm a little late. I have to get a present first," Edward said as he handed over the things he had brought. A box containing a watch he especially gave to his best friend. "Once again, happy birthday Tristan. At your age this time, I hope all the dreams that have not been realized can be rushed."

Tristan, standing at that time, immediately hugged Edward with great emotion. When unraveling the hug, his focus was immediately on the beautiful woman his best friend was carrying.

"Ed, don't you want to introduce this beautiful woman next to you?"

"Oh my gosh. I almost forgot," Edward replied. The man then turned to the woman standing right next to him.

“ Let Me Introducing my friends. This beautiful lady is Sophia Walters."

Tristan stared intently at the brown bead in front of him. Seconds later, he held out his hand while smiling a meaningful smile.

"Tristan Quartararo. Nice to meet you."

Tristan sat pensively. His gaze was straight, watching the rows of skyscrapers from behind the glass of his study.

Sometimes looks like he's smiling. Not without reason. It was as if a spark of joy was running through his heart that had been empty for a long time. This all happened because of yesterday's meeting with the woman Edward brought to his birthday party.

"So Sophia has been living in Germany all this time?" asked Tristan while eating the dinner already on the table. Listening to Edward, who continued to chatter about the pair he brought, Tristan was also curious.

"Yes …" The woman named Sophia nodded. "Since I was a child, I have lived in Germany. I just moved in a year ago and finally decided to settle in London," he explained as he took a sip of Edward's wine.

"By the way, who do you live with? Are you alone or maybe with your family?" Again, Tristan asked a question. He was so enthusiastic about whatever Sophia told him. Not the slightest bit of attention shifted. As if already glued to the beautiful woman sitting next to his best friend.

"Right now I live alone. My parents and sister are in Germany. But soon, they too will follow to move to London."

"It must not be easy living alone in the city you just lived in."

"Yes..." Sophia nodded in agreement. "At first, I found it difficult. But it's okay. Honestly, I'm happy to be living alone in London. Here, I am free to do my job and all my hobbies without anyone disturbing me."

Once again, Tristan silently smiled. Not a happy smile because he met a beautiful woman. But a happy smile seemed happy because the target he had been looking for appeared by itself.

"Mr Tristan, I brought you what you asked for."

From behind the door. There was a knock on the door and the entry of a man whom Tristan knew so well. Stepping slowly, I walked closer to where the man was sitting.

"What information have you got, Mario? Please show me," replied Tristan.

"I have summarized everything in one document. Sorry in advance, there may still be some missing information. But I promise, I will find the rest for you."

Tristan nodded, then grabbed the black map that was handed to him. Start reading carefully. Explore all the information he might need.

"Sophia Walters. The first child of Alfonso Walters and Anna Maria Walters."

Tristan read what was written there. The man glanced and looked deeply into his assistant's face.

"That means, this woman is indeed the person I was looking for."

"It is certain that it is, Sir," said Mario. "From all social media pages. Biodata listed on the agency's website and photos circulating, it can be ascertained that this woman is indeed the daughter of Alfonso Walters; a property entrepreneur from London who is now moving into the construction world and living in Hamburg, Germany."

Tristan looked back at the sheet of paper in his hand. He was looking at some photos while rereading them carefully, as if not wanting to miss a single piece of information.

"Only 24 years old. Single. Modeling by profession and wellknown as a social activist. Several relationships with artists. And currently living alone in Marylebone Square's Penthouses."

"That's right, Sir," repeated Mario. "I've tucked in some Miss Sophia's show schedule which was officially released by her agency. I've also attached data on who is close to that woman. And one of them is your own best friend."

Tristan, in his seat, nodded. "Yes, I know. This woman seems to be close to Edward." Tristan's eyebrows rose. The man pulled the corners of his lips meaningfully. "But I won't let them get in any further. Never, Mario."

Tristan's voice was low. But there's a definite undertone of threat tucked in there. His gaze was sharply drawn towards the photo of Sophia he was holding.

Mario could only move in his position. In addition to carrying out his primary duties in the office as a confidant, Tristan also asked him to investigate someone. The young man was willing to pay a high price for a private detective to find the whereabouts of a man named Alfonso Walters and his entire family.

From the first, Mario was curious. But until this moment, he never dared to ask clearly for what purpose the man was looking for Alfonso, who had long moved from London to Hamburg, Germany.

"Thanks for your report, Mario. If you have any other information about the Walters family, please let me know as soon as possible," Tristan pleaded.

Mario nodded politely. After giving what Tristan asked for, he chose to leave the room.

Not even a few minutes before Mario left, there was another knock on Tristan's door. This time it was Raphael's turn to visit the young man.

"Is Uncle interrupting your time?" Raphael asked as he stepped inside.

"Of course not, Uncle Raphael. No matter how busy you are, I'll always have time for you."

There was a sincere tone in Tristan's words. As an orphan, he felt genuinely indebted to Raphael. The man had been patiently taking care of him and even taking care of him.

He cared for and taught him so many things that he could succeed as he is today. Because of the magnitude of this service, Tristan was always determined to obey what Raphael said. He also tried his best not to dispute what his uncle ordered.

"You're really good at touching me," said Raphael. The man then sat quietly in the chair directly opposite Tristan.

"What's so important that Uncle came to see me here?" asked Tristan curiously. "Uncle wants to discuss your engagement with Aurora. In your opinion, when is the right time to hold this sacred procession?"

Tristan was silent for a moment. It seems very clear when is the right time to carry out what his uncle has ordered him to do. He has made a promise, and it is impossible to break. "Actually, I wouldn't mind having the event at any time. However ..." Raphael's brow furrowed deeply. Hearing Tristan deliberately pausing his sentence made him curious now.

"But what?" he asked for sure. "I recently met Sophia Walters. The daughter of Alfonso Walters I've been looking for, Uncle."

The statement from Tristan certainly made Raphael gasp in surprise. He remembered having sent his men to investigate Alfonso and his family.

But, it was a bit difficult for him to get information. And now, suddenly, the daughter of a Alfonso Walters appeared without needing to be searched. It was as if God had deliberately shown his kindness to Tristan, who had been around to look for the woman's whereabouts for a long time.

"Then what are you going to do after this?" he inquired.

Raphael was sure the son of his two best friends had prepared a wellthoughtout plan long ago. He knew very well who Tristan was.

The young man was born with strong instincts. Never reckless. Always full of calculation in every action and decision to be taken. This is also what causes Tristan to be able to compete with competitors in the business world that she is currently in.

"I will slowly approach him, Uncle. For that, please allow me to win Sophia's heart first. When all plans are carried out smoothly, I promise to immediately marry Aurora."

Hearing those words, Raphael looked up and made their eyes meet. His emerald green eyes stared into Arsen's piercing blue beads. Trying very hard to read what plan the man was driving. "Are you sure about this plan of yours?"

Tristan nodded his head and gave a respectful gesture. "I've calculated it very carefully, Uncle. This is the only way to destroy Alfonso slowly."

"That's not what I meant," said Raphael. His face looked very worried. "What if you end up falling in love with Alfonso's daughter?"

"That won't be possible, Uncle." Tristan, full of confidence, immediately denied.

"How could I love the daughter of the one who destroyed my family."

Immediately Tristan's cold words eroded Raphael's worries. Especially seeing the look of hatred that didn't budge on the man's face, it was implausible that Tristan would fall in love with the child of his enemy.

"All right. Uncle entrusts everything to you. But you need to remember, Tristan." Raphael looked deeply into the face of the man he considered his son. "In any case, you still have to be careful. Uncle doesn't want anything bad to happen to you."

Tristan nodded again. He grabbed Raphael's wrist and held it tight. As if giving confidence that nothing wrong will happen to him in the future.

"Trust me everything. What Alfonso has done, he is also the one who must be held responsible in the end."

Tristan took a sip of the caramel macchiato he just ordered. After finishing all the work, he decided to stop first at one of his regular coffee shops located not far from his office.

While watching the lights and vehicles going back and forth, Tristan enjoyed his solitude tonight. Now and then, the thought of his parents flashed. Showing the memories of happiness that they had been through. Until not long, a woman's rebuke disturbed what he had been doing all this time.

"Tristan," said a beautiful woman whose voice was unfamiliar to Tristan's ears. When he looked up, he found Sophia's figure standing straight in front of the table.

"I didn't expect to meet you here. Can I join you?"

Tristan smiled faintly. Rising from his seat, the man politely invited Sophia to sit down. "With pleasure, please have a seat. I just happen to be alone tonight." Sophia smiled happily. Without hesitation, he sat down.

"Would you like something to drink? I can order it for you," Tristan offered politely.

"Of course." Sophia immediately nodded. "A cappuccino latte seems fitting for me to drink with you tonight."

Tristan then waved a signal to call the waitress who was on guard. After ordering drinks, the man again invited Sophia to talk. "Where are you from? Just finished work?"

"Yes, I do. I just finished a photo shoot at a studio not far from here. You alone? How are you? How long have you been in this cafe?"

Tristan nodded, then stretched out his hand to reach for the caramel macchiato cup he had ordered. Take a sip slowly, then tell a story afterward. "My office is not far from here. Usually before returning home, I stop for a while to just sit and enjoy coffee."

"Oh, yeah? Are you always like this alone? Or sometimes with your partner?" Sophia asked cautiously.

Tristan glanced. Before long, the man chuckled softly. There was a sense of exasperation to see Sophia's face, which was waiting for an answer from her. "Always alone. Incidentally I don't have a partner at the moment."

"Ah, you're really good at bragging," Sophia said with a chuckle. How could he believe that there was a man as handsome as Tristan but without a partner?

"Do handsome men always say that? I mean, always claim to be single to a woman he just met?" "I'm not bragging,"

Tristan replied with a smile. "I'm really not in touch with anyone right now."

"Then who was the beautiful woman you were with that night?" Sophia inquired curiously. He remembered that Tristan seemed close to the woman he was with at the celebration the other day.

"Beautiful woman?" Tristan's brow furrowed for a moment. He tried to remember until soon the man called out softly. "Ah, you mean Aurora? The woman I was with at the birthday party?"

Sophia immediately nodded. "Yeah, he's your girlfriend, right? You two looked really close and got along very well that night."

"But he's not my lover," Tristan insisted. "I can say that Aurora is like my own sister. We are close because we have known each other and have been friends since we were little."

"Ah, I see."

"How About You yourself?" Tristan asked back.

"What do you mean?" Sophia asked, confused.

"Your relationship with Edward. Aren't you guys close at the moment?"

Sophia nodded. She did not deny at all what Tristan said. "In the last few months, the two of us have been really close. But so far we're just friends. Nothing more than that. I haven't thought about being in a relationship with any guy either."

"That means I don't have a chance to get close to you either?" joked Tristan with a small laugh. Which of these words made Sophia pause for a moment. As if digesting what the man had just said.

"Oh my gosh Sophia, I was just kidding." Tristan hastily corrected his sentence.

"You. It just makes me nervous," protested the woman.

The two then started talking again. They discussed light things until they lost track of time and finally decided to go home.

"You have a vehicle?" asked Tristan as she walked with Sophia to the cafe outside.

"No. I rarely use my own vehicle. Maybe soon I'll call the driver to pick me up."

"Then let me take you home," Tristan offered politely. He had to approach her slowly.

"No need. I don't want to bother you."

"Of course not," said Tristan quickly. "Besides, it's very dangerous for a beautiful woman like you to wait to be picked up here by herself." Called beautiful, Sophia's face immediately turned red. She also felt flattered by the sweet attitude of the man who had been with her.

Seeing the sincerity on Tristan's face, those skyblue eyes blinked for a moment. He seemed to be contemplating whether to accept the offer he had just been given.

Then, a sweet smile spread from Sophia's lips. He thought it was not wrong to accept Tristan's invitation, who was not a random man.

"It's okay if you insist. Besides, there's nothing to lose with a handsome man like you," he said honestly. Yes, Tristan is so handsome in Sophia's eyes. He couldn't deny this fact. Tristan politely guided Sophia to walk toward her car, parked right in front of the cafe. Without hesitation, help open the door and let the woman in. Then escort Sophia to her destination.

Tristan : [Sophia, are you resting?]

Tristan : [I happen to be not far from your agency location. Do you mind if I take you to lunch?]

Sophia : [Hi. I'm currently relaxed. Of course, I don't care]

Tristan : [Then get ready. Maybe in five minutes I will arrive at the location]

Sophia : [OK. I'll be waiting for you in the lobby].

Tristan smiled as he watched the short messages he had just sent. Right at the last meeting between him and Sophia, he quickly got the beautiful woman's cellphone number.

"Thank you, Tristan. You went to the trouble of walking me to the apartment." Sophia said as she unbuckled the seat belt around her body. After wholly detaching, the woman grabbed her shopper bag in the back seat.

"You're welcome. There's no need to hesitate Sophia. I'm just doing what a gentleman should do."

Sophia laughed. She was amused by what she had just heard. This, of course, caught Tristan's attention.

"Why are you even laughing? Is there anything funny?"

Sophia shook her head hastily. A sweet smile still etched beautifully on her face.

"No. I was just imagining how many women you've seduced with this sweet attitude."

Tristan's brow furrowed deeply. Pointing his index finger, the man immediately pointed at his face.

"I seduce a lot of women? Oh my goodness, Sophia. I'm not a man who likes to spit sweet words to all the women I know," he said with a witty smile.

"You sure?" Sophia's face had an expression of doubt. Her blue beads twitched, searching for any lies that might be tucked away in Tristan's pair of blue dots.

"What are you looking at, Sophia? You doubt what I'm saying?" Tristan scolds when she realizes that Sophia is seriously looking at his face.

"I just wanted to make sure you were serious or bragging."

A smile was still growing on Tristan's handsome face. The man turned his seat to face Sophia directly. When he was comfortable, he then spoke again. It is necessary to clarify this one thing.

"If you like watching television or gossip shows, it's Edward Oliviera, not Tristan Quartararo, who always appears in the media."

While chuckling softly, Sophia agreed to the man's words next to her. What Tristan said was true. So far, what is often hot news is Edward's glamorous life and likes to change partners.

Meanwhile, Tristan is mostly reported in business affairs and all the achievements he can get. "I guess I really have to believe you."

Hearing that, Tristan laughed softly again. Not long after, Sophia said goodbye to get out of the car.

"Thank you again for your kind heart for taking me home. I hope we can meet again another time."

Tristan nodded in agreement. "Of course. But by the way, the next time I take you out to lunch or dinner, would you mind?"

"Sure. Why, not?"

Sophia answered without hesitation. After all, according to him, Tristan is a good and polite person. There was no reason to refuse the man's invitation.

"OK. If I have free time I'll call and treat you to a meal."

Hearing Tristan's words on this one, Sophia's eyes immediately narrowed.

"Is this some kind of mode of asking for a cell phone number?"

The man shyly nodded. "If you do not mind."

Sophia then reached into her purse from the bag she was carrying. She took out a business card and handed it to Tristan.

"Here's my business card along with my cell phone number. Please write it down and keep it safe. You can call me anytime."

Since that night, Tristan has occasionally contacted Sophia, even though she only greeted the woman via text message. And it was only today that he dared to invite us to go out to lunch together directly.

Tristan thought he should approach Sophia as naturally as possible. Slowly attracting attention, creating a comfortable and deep impression that will make the woman never forget what she did.

"Hi, sorry if I kept you waiting."

Lowering the car window slightly, Tristan immediately greeted Sophia. The woman seemed to be waiting for him directly right in front of the lobby of the agency building.

"It's OK."

Sophia then entered and sat quietly beside Tristan. Let the man take him to a restaurant to have lunch together.

"I didn't expect you to actually invite me to have lunch together," Sophia scolded when the two of them arrived and were choosing the menu to eat.

Tristan turned. The man smiled. "You thought I was just making small talk before?"

Sophia shrugged her shoulders. "I told you, who knows you're just a mode because you want to ask for my cell phone number."

Tristan smiled again. I don't know how many smiles he gave to look cute in front of Sophia. "But the proof is I'm not like that, right? I told you too, I don't have the talent to be a playboy, Sophia."

"OK... OK..." Sophia giggled, amused at Tristan's expression. "From now on, I'll learn to trust that you're not a playboy like Edward."

The two of them then laughed together. Get into the conversation. She was exchanging stories while enjoying the lunch they had ordered.

Sophia needs to admit that Tristan is a fun person to talk to. Broadminded. Even understand almost all the topics that Sophia brings up. There was a bit of amazement in his heart.

"After this do you want me to take you back to work or straight back to the apartment?" asked Tristan when the two of them had finished their lunch.

Sophia glanced at the clock in her hand, and it was already one in the afternoon. That means she has to go back to the agency building to continue her work.

"I still have one more photo shoot. Today I collaborated with Tita, your best friend's lover," she said.

"Then, I'll take you right now so it's not too late."

Sophia didn't refuse. She chose to get up from her seat and followed Tristan's steps toward the restaurant parking area. Going down the stairs to the car, Sophia suddenly slipped, walking a little hastily. Luckily, Tristan, right behind him, immediately held the woman's body so she wouldn't fall.

"Sophia, are you OK?" Tristan shouted while holding Sophia's body.

"I'm fine," the woman replied confidently.

However, when she was about to step back, Sophia reflexively screamed. There was an excruciating pain that ran through her right leg.

"Sophia, are you OK?"

Sophia grimaced. The look on her face was that of someone who was in pain. She didn't know what's going on with her leg. "I don't know. My leg hurts a lot," she said, grinning.

Tristan, without much to say, immediately looked down. He was grabbing Sophia's right leg as if checking something there. "Your legs look red. Can't you walk at all?"

Sophia slowly raised her right leg. She was trying to check if he could step back. At least to Tristan's car, probably less than 50 meters from where he was standing.

"Ouch!" Once again, Sophia screeched. The pain in his legs was utterly intolerable.

"I think I sprained my leg."

Seeing the woman next to her groaning in pain, without asking for permission again, Tristan grabbed Sophia's body. Seconds later, he carried her carefully to the car.

Of course, what Tristan did make Sophia gasp. She never imagined that Tristan would care for her so much.

"You shouldn't have bothered to carry me," Sophia scolded as she settled into the driver's seat.

"How could I let you walk alone, while your legs are sore like now," said Tristan in a worried tone. "In that case, I'll take you to the hospital to see if the pain is serious or not." Sophia shook her head. She refused Arsene's offer, this time to take her to the hospital.

After all, Sophia believes that her leg can heal independently without being treated by any doctor. "No need. Just take me to the apartment. I just need some rest."

Tristan was silent for a moment. He seemed to be considering whether to obey Sophia's words or keep insisting on taking the woman to the hospital.

"I'm fine," Sophia said once again when she saw Tristan's worried expression. "You don't have to worry so much."

Tristan finally nodded, then complied with Sophia's request. Even though there was a feeling of doubt, he still couldn't force his will on the woman.

"OK, then I'll take you home right now."

Then Tristan helped Sophia fasten her seat belt. Pulling the hook, then looping it carefully around the woman's body. Being so close to Tristan made Sophia feel breathless.

Not to mention the citrus woody scent of the perfume that Tristan wears wafting sharply to disturb the sense of smell. It felt like he wanted to lean on Tristan's body to take a deep breath of the perfume.

Why does this man smell so good, he thought. While Tristan was focused on driving, Oliva seemed to rub his chest once in a while. Trying to seduce his crazed heartbeat to return to a normal beat.

But unfortunately, the heart seemed to refuse to cooperate. Still beating so fast that it overwhelmed Sophia. "Oh my heart, cooperate. If this continues, I might die suddenly by you."

After taking Sophia home, Tristan did not immediately return to the office. The man turned the wheel to meet his friends gathered in one of the cafes in the middle of London.

It has become a routine schedule for all of them. Every weekend, they will get together for a while, even if it's to eat lunch or dinner together.

"Sorry I'm a little late." The three men who were talking spontaneously turned their heads simultaneously. Edward immediately patted the sofa's surface he was sitting on, asking Tristan to join him and sit next to him immediately.

"Not really. We just got here," Nicholas replied, taking a sip of the caramel frappuccino. "What are you guys discussing? From the front I see how fun it is?" asked Tristan curiously. He took a sip of the Raspberry Blackcurrent that Edward had ordered. His best friend knew what kind of drink or food he liked the most.

"We're talking about valentines," Jacob replied.

"Valentines?" Tristan repeated as he turned to the orientallooking man.

"Isn't that a long time ago?"

"Yeah, still a month to go." Jacob replied. "It's just that, we are discussing what interesting gifts to give to each partner. As you know, Tita and Claire already have a lot of luxury items. That's why, we wanted to give something unusual."

Tristan nodded in understanding. This time the man's gaze shifted to the figure of Edward, who had been sitting quietly next to him.

"What about yourself, which woman this time are you going to go on a date abroad?" investigate Tristan.

"It's not that you always act the same. Always bring your date to go on vacation together, hmmm?"

"Edward isn't going on vacation this time," interjected Nicholas as if he knew best.

"Oh, yes? Then what will this playboy do?"

"Edward wants to propose to someone."

Hearing Nicholas's answer, Tristan immediately gasped. He did not know about this one news. As he recalled, the man did not want to commit or have a serious relationship before he turned 30. Then, who is the woman who managed to change the mind of Edward Oliviera?

"You want to propose to your lover? Who?" Tristan's expression was that of a confused person. "It's not serious, is it?"

When asked that, Edward just smiled lopsidedly. The man didn't deny what his best friend said in the slightest. Without hesitation and enthusiastically told her wishes.

"I want to propose to Sophia Walters on Valentine's Day next month."

Tristan immediately pulled his face in. "Huh? Sophia Walters? Are you really sure?"

Edward nodded in response. This expression made Tristan ask another question.

"Oh come on, Edward. You don't even know her. Are you sure she feels the same way as you?"

Edward smiled again. He realized that his best friend would doubt this news.

"Out of the many women I've been close to and dated, for some reason I feel like Sophia is the one that fits my personality the best."

"Gosh! You even say that to all women, Ed," Nicholas glared, not accepting his friend's words that seemed to be boasting.

"I'm serious, Nicholas Alistair. This time I'm really serious. Sophia is completely different from most other women. She is so special. There are so many similarities between the two of us that make me feel comfortable and don't want to be away from her. been separated for a long time," he said at length.

"You're hyperbole. You're exaggerating, Edward Oliviera." Again, Nicholas sneered at his best friend.

"So you really want to propose to Sophia? I mean are you sure that woman has the same feelings as you?" Tristan resumed his delayed question.

"I mean it," Edward answered quickly. "I also feel that Sophia has the same feelings as me." feeling the doubtful expression that did not fade from Tristan's face, Edward immediately reached out his hand.

He was gently patting the shoulder of the man next to him while chanting words that might be able to relieve the anxiety that arose. "No need to worry. Just pray that my good intentions can be carried out according to what I expect."

Tristan nodded slowly. The man awkwardly threw a hug toward his best friend.

"Yeah, I'll always wish you the best, Ed."

"I even pray that you are able to meet a woman who really fits and is good for you. Not a murderous child like Sophia. That's why I have to act fast before it's too late," thought Tristan.

After breaking the hug, they continued to chat. At the same time, Tristan seemed a lot silent. He had many plans in mind right now. Her target, for now, was only one, to get Sophia's attention as much as possible so she could stay away from Edward. Of course, he didn't want her to have a serious relationship with a man he considered his brother. Will never!

Blackcurrant and Red Velvet fan.

Vegetable salad enthusiast and Asian cuisine.

Enjoys diving and cycling.

Doesn't like sleeping late.

Really love men who are romantic, caring, and full of surprises.

Most hate being ignored.

Tristan went back to reading one by one the summary of the results of Mario's investigation some time ago. He was trying to remember what he likes and doesn't like about Sophia Walters Walters, imprinting it in his brain and mind.

Not without reason, Tristan bothered to do all this. He wants to look perfect to attract and melt Sophia's heart before Edward overtakes her. Tristan was determined. He would not let his best friend have a relationship with Sophia.

"I think..." Mario muttered. "The moment you carried Sophia in the restaurant parking lot yesterday must have caught Sophia's attention a little. Women all over the world are the same, Sir. It's so nice to get your name noticed, let alone spoiled by men. It's a cliche, but it really works."

Tristan agreed with his assistant's words. Leaning his shoulder on the chair, the man's gaze hasn't even moved from the sheet of paper he was holding.

"I'm of the same belief, Mario. Sophia must be starting to react with my existence. That's why I have to move fast. My deadline has to be done before Valentine arrives."

"So how?" asked Mario. "Is Mister going to visit the woman at his apartment today?"

Tristan nodded confidently. As a gentleman, he has to show concern for the woman he is targeting. Moreover, Sophia is sick right now.

"Of course. Please order me a bucket of red roses. After work, I'll surprise by visiting Sophia"

"All right, Mister," said Mario quickly.

There was a short pause before Tristan spoke again. Rolling his eyes, the man seemed to think. As if something was missing before he finally remembered something.

"Ah, please besides roses, you also prepare a box of premium red velvet. Maybe these two items can impress Sophia even more."

Hearing the order, Mario nodded then hurriedly replied. What Tristan said was an order that he must immediately do. "I'll have everything ready. I'll find the best roses and red velvet for you to bring tonight."

So in the afternoon, after his work was finished, Tristan hurriedly stepped from his room to the lobby. When he got out of the elevator, he accidentally bumped into Aurora, preparing to go home.

"Tristan," Aurora called.

Those who were called by his name immediately turned around. He gave a friendly smile, then walked over to her.

"Are you done with your work?"

Aurora nodded slowly. "Of course. That's why I'm now getting ready to go home."

"Want to come home with me?" Tristan bargains.

Actually, the two of them lived together at the Tristan residence. It's just that every morning everyone leaves in their car. Sometimes Aurora was with Raphael, and sometimes they went with a chauffeur.

Tristan himself has always brought his car. For some reason, he feels more accessible than being with the driver who delivers.

"No, if I come with you, how about the driver?" refused Aurora gently. She doesn't like to bother other people. From a young age, her father taught her to be independent and not dependent on others.

"But they haven't picked you up, have they?"

Aurora shook her head this time. Then he looked around to confirm whether the driver who used to pick him up had arrived or not in the lobby.

"Maybe soon."

"Then just come with me. I don't like seeing women bother waiting," said Tristan as he put his arm around Aurora's shoulder. He was bringing the woman to walk immediately to her car.

Kindly too, the man helped to open the door and then invited the beautiful woman to enter. Along the way home, Aurora occasionally observed the man focused on driving next to her.

As an ordinary woman, she knew how beautiful Tristan was. Fair skin. Has a high body posture. Broad chest, straight and wide back, thin red lips like a woman wearing lipstick because Tristan is not a smoker.

Not to mention a pair of sharp and cold blue beads, adding to the level of the man's handsomeness. Not only handsome and charming, but Tristan is also a kind and caring man.

In all the years they lived together, the man had never once annoyed Aurora. Even always trying to maintain and protect it.

"We've arrived," said Tristan when his car was correctly parked right in the yard of their house. "Aurora," Tristan called once more when the woman next to him didn't answer.

"Ah, yyes," replied Aurora, confused when she woke up from her daydream. The woman hastily grabbed her shopper bag, then went downstairs together with Tristan.

"What are you thinking? Why to lose focus like that?" asked Tristan as he stepped into the house.

"Nothing," Aurora replied, shaking her head. "Nothing more important, to be precise." When he was inside the house, Aurora stopped walking. Turning to Tristan, she then spoke again. "What do you want for dinner today? Want me to prepare something?"

Tristan shook her head. He remembered that tonight he had to visit Sophia at his apartment. "Looks like I can't come to dinner with you tonight. After changing, I have to meet someone."

Nodding in understanding, Aurora answered slowly. "I see. The important thing is that you don't miss your dinner."

"Of course, Princess," replied Tristan, pinching Aurora's cheek affectionately. "Thanks for reminding me. I won't forget. So you don't have to worry," he smiled as he ruffled Aurora's hair. Seconds later, the man continued his steps towards the room, leaving Aurora, who also turned towards her room.

After cleaning up and preparing all the necessities, Tristan immediately drove his car to Sophia's apartment. Without much thought, he took significant strides and knocked on the woman's apartment door until finally, someone came to open it.

"Good Afternoon," said Tristan with a smile.

"Tristan ... gosh, what are you doing here?"

Sophia asked in a surprised tone. There was no news, let alone pleasantries. Suddenly, the man was already at the door of her residence. Of course, this made Sophia shocked.

"I came to see you. I want to make sure whether your condition has improved or is still sick like yesterday," said the man.

"Oh, Lord." Once again, Sophia called out. "Then please come in."

Not to mention the preparedness that appeared on Sophia's face, Tristan again made him gasp. Especially when the man handed over the things he had brought.

"I don't know what you like. What is certain is that I sincerely give this rose and red velvet cake to you," the man boasted. He told Mario to investigate what Sophia liked and didn't like to get her attention.

Sophia was speechless. Tristan's sweet demeanor made her think that the man had more value in her eyes. "You don't have to bother bringing me stuff like this," Sophia squeaked as they sat down on the guest sofa together. They chatted casually while enjoying the red velvet that Tristan had brought. "And again, so that you know, all the stuff you brought me today is my favorite. For God's sake, I'm not lying. Are you a psychic? How can you know what I like?"

Tristan smiled in satisfaction. At the very least, the two's plan to attract Sophia's attention was sure to have worked. While shoving the cake into his mouth, the man again responded to Sophia's words. "I am indeed a good observer. I'm also quite relieved and grateful that you like it. Next time, I'll bring it back for you."

Sophia quickly shook her head. He was feeling bad for the man next to her. "Don't overdo it. You don't have to bother, Tristan."

Tristan's brow furrowed. "Why not? Besides, it wouldn't hurt to give flowers and a cake to a woman as beautiful as you, Sophia."

Sophia chuckled. Even awkward. Her face turned red because she was flattered by Tristan's sweet attitude. "Bastard crap."

"I mean it, Sophia. Why is it so hard for you to trust me?"

Sophia chuckled again and put on an amused expression. "Yeah, I believe you're not a playboy like Edward."

"Exactly. Please separate the two of us," said Tristan, laughing. "But by the way, while you were resting, how was your job? Didn't your agency protest? Because, as I recall, didn't you have a photo session yesterday?"

Sophia shook her head. "The good news is that they understand my condition. I was asked to take complete rest until I can return to normal activities. So yesterday's shoot was postponed and will probably resume next week."

"Thank God." Tristan breathed a sigh of relief. "And during your rest, did anyone visit you besides me?" asked Tristan carefully.

Sophia said. "Nothing. You're the only one who just visited me. Besides, I don't like to tell people about my condition. I'm not the type of woman who likes to share her sorrows."

Tristan nodded in understanding. A slight smirk spread across his handsome face. That meant Edward didn't even know how Sophia was now. This, of course, gave him an advantage. attention and melted Sophia's heart as soon as possible before Edward came and proposed to her.

A woman seemed to be walking with sure steps towards the study in one of the elite housing in Kensington district, London. Knocking twice, she immediately turned the door lever and, without hesitation, stepped into the room owner, who was sitting waiting while reading the book in his hand.

"Papa called me?"

The man looked up. Closing the book, he immediately replied, "Sit down. There's something Papa wants to talk to you about."

The voice sounded so calm, but it felt so domineering. It was heartpounding. It created a bit of an eerie air as if the air supply in the room had suddenly run out, making it gasp for breath.

Raphael Gamaliel Smith had a handsome face for his age. Who is no longer young. A sturdy and big body posture. A firm jaw complete with a pair of sharp blue eyes like an eagle. He was making anyone whose prey would immediately shudder in fear when faced with him for too long.

The word ambitious might be appropriate to be attached to a man who is not young. How has he been doing so far in building a business? Especially the way he has educated Tristan to rise and shine like he is now. All of that did not escape the cold hands of an Raphael.

"Is this about work?" guessed Aurora, who had taken a seat right the next to his father. "No," he said as he removed the reading glasses perched on the floor I faced. "It's about Tristan."

Aurora's eyebrows almost knit together. There's a matter especially that his father called and now invites him to discuss Tristan's question. Was there something wrong the man was doing?

"What's with Tristan?" Aurora asked curiously.

"Did you know that Tristan is currently trying to get close to Sophia, Alfonso Walters's daughter?"

Aurora was taken aback, and then she shook her head hastily.

"I don't know anything about this. Besides, it's not my business, Pa. So I shouldn't interfere."

Raphael nodded with a smile. He felt proud of his successful upbringing of Aurora. Teach women to be independent. Respect and do not interfere in other people's business. And most importantly, he instilled in his daughter to try her best to achieve what she wanted and dreamed of. A little ambitious indeed. But if we are not strong, it will be an oppressed position.

"For this one, you still have to know. Because in the end, you are the one who will marry Tristan," Raphael said coldly. All the expressions of the princess did not escape his eyes in the slightest.

Meanwhile, Aurora herself didn't move. Choose to be quiet for a moment and think. Years living with Tristan made her fall in love with him. Not to mention Tristan's gentle and caring attitude makes him even more complacent.

Hearing the news that her father had just conveyed, for some reason, made Aurora a little reluctant. Yes, any woman would not be willing if the person she loves is close to another woman.

"Then what should I do after this? I'm sure Tristan approached Sophia for a specific purpose. Not serious about a relationship like a couple."

Raphael immediately nodded. Justify what his daughter said. "You're right, son. Tristan did approach Sophia to take revenge on Alfonso, her father. But as Papa said before, you still have to pay attention to Tristan. Don't let him fall in love with her for real."

"Impossible." Aurora shook her head. "I know who Tristan is, Pa. He can't possibly fall in love with his target of revenge," Aurora said confidently.

"Daddy hopes so. To be sure, after all the plans are implemented. You have to get ready to marry Tristan. Because Papa knows from the first, you love him. Papa will also do anything to protect and protect this family."

Aurora closed her eyes dramatically. He was digesting well what her father ordered. If she wanted Tristan to be hers, she had to watch the man's movements so they wouldn't be too far apart, let alone until he fell in love with Sophia.No, Aurora wouldn't let that happen.

"Tita, where are Jacob and the others?" asked Tristan to the beautiful woman sitting enjoying the lemon tea in her hands.

As usual, every weekend is a definite schedule for Tristan and his friends to gather. If last week they spent time with dinner together followed by bowling, then tonight, all of them chose Heist Bank in Paddington, West London, to get together and play billiards.

It looks like Jacob and Nicholas brought their respective partners. Whether this time Edward brought a date or not because when he arrived, Tristan only saw the existence of Tita and Claire, who were having a serious conversation.

"Jacob and Nicholas are inside. They are playing billiards," said Tita after sipping her lemon tea.

"Is Edward in there too?"

Tita then shook her head. "Not yet. Maybe it'll be here soon. You know best of all, Edward is always late."

Tristan chuckled softly. What Tita said is true. From the first, for some reason, Edward was very happy to come last. Nicholas even had countless protests against the Scottishblooded man.

"Don't ever trust Edward if you don't want to be disappointed," Nicholas snorted. His face seemed to be filled with anger.

"So what?" Jacob inquired curiously. "Every time he was invited to meet and asked where he was, that damn boy would always say he was on the way. In fact, he was still lying in bed. Really, Edward was the only friend he couldn't keep his word to."

Even now, it's hard to believe that Edward can come on time. Almost never was the man on time. Whenever planning a meeting, Nicholas always came 30 minutes after the appointed time so as not to wait too long for Edward.

"Tristan, did you come alone? Why don't you bring Aurora?" Jacob scolded when he saw the presence of Tristan, who had just entered the billiards room.

"I'm sure this time we'll be home late at night. I don't like bringing women "

"Home too late?" Jacob cut in as if he knew what Tristan was going to say. "Honestly, You're a good Man, Tristan. I'm sure whoever becomes your partner in the future, he will be happy. You really value women."

"It can't be helped, that's what my late mother taught me."

However, no matter what, there wasn't a single one who liked to play with women among the four. All of them are taught to respect and maintain the honor of women. Even though Edward was a jerk, he would never dare bring his date to have sex or sleep together before having a formal bond.

"You must have been waiting for me," joked Edward, who had just arrived at the meeting location. A sweet smile tugged at the man's pink lips. There was no hint of sin or regret for making his friends wait so long.

"Just so you know ..." said Nicholas, aiming for the ball on the pool table. "I didn't even consider your presence tonight."

Edward laughed. The man hastily approached Nicholas and then hugged him from behind awkwardly. He was like this when he was seducing his best friend.

"Oh my gosh, honey. Don't be so angry. You make me love you even more."

"Stop Edward!" cried Nicholas. His face looked disgusted. "You tickle me."

"It can't be helped, I do love you Nicholas Alistair. If you don't marry Claire Roland, I'm ready to take her place."

Nicholas hissed. He was forcing his best friend to unlink his hands from his body. It was amused to be treated in such a way by Edward.

"One more time you dare to hug me, I will break your neck!" the threat is no joke.

Everyone immediately laughed. Edward even raised his hands to signal that he was giving in to Nicholas's threats.

"Are you alone tonight?" asked Tristan, deliberately changing the subject.

"No, I'm with Sophia. She's up front with Tita and Claire."

Tristan nodded. Then approached Jacob and Nicholas to join in starting a game of billiards. They all played for almost an hour. At the same time, the women were busy talking in the cafe while eating the snacks available.

"About your proposal to Sophia, have you told your parents about this important matter?" asked Jacob in between their play.

"Not yet," Edward replied, focusing on playing. "The plan is to tell them after I'm done proposing to Sophia."

"And you're sure Sophia will accept you? Are you a land crocodile Edward Oliviera or if I can call a land dinosaur, maybe you belong to their species," Nicholas sneered unmitigated.

"If I were Sophia, I would reject you outright. What would my marriage be like if I had to pair up with a bad boy like you."

"Luckily, Sophia isn't you. So I'm sure she won't turn me down," Edward mocked, sticking out his tongue. He was happy to reply to his friend's words.

"But Nicholas was right, Ed. Are you sure about Sophia's feelings?" It was Jacob's turn to be skeptical. "Besides, it's not that you two just met. I'm not sure that woman would take you for granted. Except, Sophia is a worldly woman who likes men because of her popularity and wealth."

"Relax," Edward interrupted. "I'm sure Sophia isn't the kind of woman you're accusing her of. In this one month, I'll be intensely approaching her."

Jacob's brow furrowed deeply. The man's eyes immediately narrowed with curiosity at the plan his best friend was working on. "Close to what do you mean?"

"The day after tomorrow, and in the days that follow, I will often ask her out. Give her lots of gifts or maybe surprises. I'm sure, with the intensity of our meeting, Sophia's heart will eventually melt."

While the others were busy discussing in silence, Tristan listened intently. Digest all the plans Edward outlined and then thought, what should he do to distract Sophia's attention to focus on her.

"I'm thirsty," Edward complained. "Let's finish this game. Besides, sorry for the ladies upfront. They must be tired of waiting too long."

"Yes," said Jacob. "I'm also sure Tita will nag after this."

They all agreed to stop the game. Then followed the women who were waiting at the cafe in front. Tristan could see how Sophia looked that night in her casual clothes. As soon as they turned around, the two of them accidentally stared at each other.

Sophia, even without awkwardly smiling, then reprimanded. "Tristan, you're here too."

"Of course, honey."

Instead of Tristan, it was Edward who answered. The man approached and took a seat right next to Sophia. "We're all friends. So, wherever you go, you're always together."

Tristan nodded in agreement with Edward's words. Pulling a chair, the man sat down at one table, even opposite Sophia.

"Have you fine, Sophia?"

"I'm very good," the woman replied with a meaningful smile. "You came alone?"

Tristan nodded. "Yeah, myself. Besides, I don't like taking women away until late."

"Tristan is an oldfashioned man." Edward joined in. "I've even introduced many beautiful and sexy women. But none of them caught his attention."

"Don't poison Tristan to act like you, Edward Oliviera. Tristan is a gentleman. He is typical of loyal men like Jacob and me," Nicholas said sarcastically.

"So you think I'm not a loyal man?"

Nicholas shrugged his shoulders. Lazy to answer the question that Edward gave. When everyone was deep in conversation, suddenly Edward's cell phone rang. An emergency call forced him to leave immediately.

"Everyone, I have to say goodbye now. My father just had an accident. Currently, he is being treated by a team of doctors in one of the hospitals."

Everyone was shocked. Especially Tristan. A look of worry immediately appeared on his face. The thought of the fatal accident that his father had experienced made Tristan instantly haunted by fear. Of course, he didn't want that sad incident to happen again, especially to his own best friend.

"Ed, I'm taking you to the hospital right now. You can't drive your car in this frenzy," Tristan offered. He was ready to get up.

"No." Edward shook his head. "You stay here. I ask that you take Sophia to her house. After confirming Papa's condition, I promise I will call all of you."

"You have to let us know about Uncle Alexander's progress. And when that's possible, we'll all follow you straight to the hospital."

Edward nodded without saying a word. After getting up, the man immediately ran to the car. Leaving all his friends who looked shocked by Edward's news had just conveyed.

Tristan had just arrived at his residence at exactly one o'clock. After neatly parking the sports car, he casually stepped into the house. As soon as he was about to climb the stairs to the second floor, Tristan's sense of hearing faintly caught a familiar voice. Like a cry that didn't know where it came from.

Filled with deep curiosity, slowly but Tristan must have sharpened his hearing. Trying to find out where the voice came from. Until that belief emerged, the reading room was Tristan's destination to visit.

And finally, what he was looking for was caught by his blue eyes, with a slightly worried tone of voice. He could see with his eyes where Aurora was. The woman was sitting on the floor with the position of bending both legs while crying.

"What's going on? Why are you crying here?"

Tristan walked over. Approaching and then squatting right in front of the woman. Noticing Tristan's arrival, Aurora looked up. Without saying much, the woman immediately rushed into a hug. Burying his head on Tristan's chest, he sobbed.

"Aurora..." Tristan called once again while gently stroking the woman's brown hair. "What's the matter? Why are you crying like this?" he asked, confused.

This was the first time Tristan had seen the beautiful woman cry in all their years together. "II miss the late Mama. For some reason, I've been thinking about her since yesterday. I"

"Shhhhhhh..." Tristan hissed softly and then tightened his arms around Aurora's body. "I know how you feel. I often feel the same way when I miss my late Papa and Mama. There's nothing I can do right now but pray for them."

"I feel so lonely. There's no place for me to talk anymore. Now "

"Gosh, Aurora," Tristan interrupted again in a slightly raised voice. The man stretched his arms. Pulling Aurora's chin, he asked her to look deeply into his eyes. "Do you not consider my existence? You can tell me all the problems of your life without exception. I am ready to listen to whatever it is."

Aurora didn't answer anymore. Her face was lowered again as if he did not want to show her sadness to Tristan. Annoyed by Aurora's behavior, Tristan grabbed the woman's body again. He carried her without permission and then took Aurora to her room and sat her right on the bed.

"No need to be sad anymore. You can tell me anytime if you have something to tell me," Tristan ordered. The man's hand reached out to wipe the tears down Aurora's cheeks. "Thank you," Aurora squeaked.

"Now go to sleep. It's late." Aurora nodded. Follow the orders given. However, before Tristan had time to leave, she grabbed the man's wrist again so he wouldn't leave.

"What else?" asked Tristan gently. "About our marriage," Aurora muttered. The woman paused for a moment, which made Tristan confused.

"What about our wedding?"

"Wwill it still goes according to plan?"

With a sigh, Aurora confirmed this one. It was important for him to know whether Tristan would stick with what they had planned long ago or, on the contrary, cancel halfway.

"Of course, Aurora. I made a promise to Uncle as well as to you. You know that I never break a promise, right?"

Aurora nodded. "I know that. But the thing is, Papa said you were currently approaching Sophia Walters. I was just worried that "

Tristan immediately put his index finger on Aurora's lips. I asked the woman to stop blabbering, let alone think anything wrong. "What you're worried about will never happen. Didn't I swear to marry you?"

"But what matters is whether you marry me out of necessity or do you love me, Tristan." "There's no need for love if the goal is just to get married."

The words that came out in a cold voice made Aurora gasp slightly. All of his muscles turned stiff to the point where he couldn't move. Aurora gulped. Suddenly his memory drifted to their first meeting. Aurora still clearly remembers how Tristan used to be so depressed. Fall. He has no one, and he was the one who reached out. Hugging and even wiping every tear that welled up—always reassuring Tristan that the man was never alone in this world.

All of Aurora's feelings were devoted to Tristan alone. In his heart even promised his love he would not give except to Tristan. So now? The man calls love unnecessary in their later marriage. Should he be happy hearing this?

"If you care about love, those feelings might grow over time. You need to know, and I married you not because I had to," repeated Tristan.

Aurora's heart seemed to be squeezed when she heard those words. He swallowed back the words of protest that wanted to leave his lips. Chose silence while looking at Tristan's face with teary eyes.

"It's up to you whether you want to love me or not. To be sure, I don't want to lose you." Tristan then embraced Aurora's body. He hugged her tightly, kissing the top of her head repeatedly. Let him cry again in his arms.

"I won't leave you, Aurora. I made a promise to you and won't break it.

Early in the morning, Tristan seemed to be walking in a hurry when he entered St. Hospital. Thomas' Hospital is located on Westminster Bridge Rd, London. After receiving news that Edward's father had been transferred to the treatment room, he immediately rushed off to visit.

All night Tristan even had trouble sleeping just thinking about the condition of his best friend's father. Not too much. However, Tristan didn't want anything wrong to happen to Alexander Edgar Oliviera. He did not wish Edward to feel the same fate as he had felt before. It was enough that he had to lose a father figure due to a tragic accident.

"Edward ..." scolded Tristan as he stood right in front of the VIP room door. Since this morning, his best friend's father has moved to the VIP treatment room.

"Come in," Edward said, waving his hand. There was already Jacob, Nicholas, and even Sophia in the room. They had all come first to visit.

"How is Uncle Alex doing?" whispered Tristan carefully. He was afraid that his voice would disturb Edward's father, who was resting.

"Come on, let's talk on the couch." Edward then led Tristan to move places. Please sit down. Join other friends who have been there for a long time.

"So how? What really happened?" Tristan repeated his question once again. The worried look hasn't left the man's handsome face yet.

"Last night, Papa's car was accidentally grazed by one of the car users while crossing the Covent Garden area. The driver said the incident happened so fast. All of a sudden, the car they were traveling in had swerved and hit the road divider."

"Oh my God." Tristan immediately exclaimed while shaking his head. It was horrifying to imagine what had happened. "But your Papa is all right, right?"

Edward immediately nodded. Grateful when he arrived at the Hospital last night, the doctor informed him that his father's condition was not that serious. Even still conscious when receiving treatment from the medical team.

"Papa is fine. Only a few abrasions and a small tear on the temple from the broken window glass."

Tristan's brow furrowed as he heard Edward's explanation. Suffering from a torn wound is certainly not a small matter. Just as he was about to open his mouth because he wanted to protest, Edward, who was aware of this, hurriedly spoke again. "Calm down, Tristan. You don't need to worry. Papa has been handled well. The team of doctors have also stitched up the injured part of the temple. In fact, the person who grazed him last night has apologized and is responsible for his actions."

Tristan seemed to be breathing a sigh of relief. Although the anxiety didn't completely disappear, hearing Edward's explanation could calm his heart a little. To ascertain Alexander's condition for himself, he was willing to wait for the man to wake up before deciding to go home.

"Uncle is fine, Tristan," Alexander said quietly as soon as he woke up. "You don't have to worry."

Beside him, there was Tristan, who was faithfully waiting while tightly gripping the man's wrist. A warm feeling immediately rose in Tristan's heart when Alexander ensured his condition was not as bad as he had imagined.

For Tristan, Alexander has a special place in his heart. He knew the Oliviera family, Alex, who helped strengthen Tristan's heart to become a strong person. Caring also loved her like Edward. So, there's nothing wrong with Tristan repaying that act by giving more attention like a father. And the attention he had been giving did not escape Sophia's attention in the slightest.

"Thank goodness Uncle is in good shape. I'm just worried that something bad will happen," Tristan muttered. His gaze did not move from Alexander's figure in the slightest. "Just so you know ..." Edward interrupted. "I feel like a mixed child. Or maybe I'm a stepdaughter in the Oliviera family? The chemistry between the two of you is like a real father and son," he said, narrowing his eyes.

"If I look closely, the one who is more appropriate to be uncle Alex's son and has royal blood is Tristan, not you Edward Oliviera," joked Nicholas, who sat right next to Jacob and Sophia. Glad he made fun of his friend.

"Damn it!" Edward cursed, making everyone burst out laughing. After talking, all of Edward's friends, including Sophia, decided to go home, not wanting to disturb Alexander's break.

Tristan seemed to hug Alexander first before leaving the room.

"Uncle, I'll go first. I pray for Uncle's condition to get better. Tomorrow, I will come again to visit," said Tristan after breaking his embrace.

"Thank you Tristan, Nicholas, Jacob and Sophia. Uncle appreciates the extraordinary attention you give. Edward is very lucky to be surrounded by good friends like all of you," said Alexander sincerely.

It's great to find that his son has a loyal friend who is always there in every good and bad moment. Edward then escorted his friends out of the treatment room. Seconds later, he approached Tristan, then gently patted the man's shoulder.

"Tristan, can I ask you another favor?"

Tristan turned. The man then nodded. "Sure. What do you want help with?"

"Please take Sophia back to her apartment. I'm just worried that she'll come home alone."

Hearing her name being called, Sophia immediately looked up. The woman hastily interrupted. "No need, Ed. I can come alone and of course I can go home myself." Edward shook his head.

"No, Sophia. A beautiful woman like you shouldn't be traveling alone. It's very dangerous. Not to mention that recently there have been a lot of crimes where the victims are women. It would be better if Tristan took you home."

"But"

"It's Okay, Sophia," Tristan interrupted before she could finish her sentence. "I'd be happy to take you home."

Tristan's gaze then returned to focus on Edward. He stepped closer and hugged his best friend as he said goodbye. "I'm going home first. If there's anything, just call me right away."

"Thank you for visiting. I'll leave Sophia," Edward whispered and then broke the hug.

Tristan then immediately led Sophia to the place where her car was parked. Along the way, the two were indeed involved in the conversation. Sophia, who was already in the room, wanted to ask directly what she was hiding in her heart.

"When I look at you, you really care about Edward and his family. You even look like siblings. Have you really been that close all this time?" Sophia asked curiously. While continuing to focus on driving his car, Tristan glanced briefly.

The man smiled, then responded. "Since the first time we met, Uncle Alex and his wife have loved me who is an orphan like their own child. That's why, I was worried when I found out that he had an accident. Same with Edward. If something happens to him, I will also be worried."

Sophia's throat tightened. It wasn't long before he cursed himself. The question just now seemed to open an old wound in Tristan. He even just found out that the man next to him was an orphan.

"Tristan, pardon my presumptuous question. I didn't mean"

"It's okay, Sophia," the man interrupted. "No need to feel guilty. Just relax."

Sophia nodded in relief. But still, there was a feeling of hopelessness, afraid that Tristan would be offended by the earlier question. To break the awkward atmosphere, she tried to find another topic to discuss together.

"After dropping me off, what are you going to do on a Sunday like this?" Sophia asked carefully. She just wanted to know what a CEO of a big company does when they are off work.

"Not much. Usually filled with relaxing. Gathering with friends. Spending time with family. Or even keep doing pending office work," explained Tristan. "But for today, after dropping you off, I'll go straight to the beach to do some diving or surfing. Followed by a barbeque party at home with my immediate family."

"What did you just say?" Sophia was taken aback. It was unusual to hear what Tristan had just explained.

"Which one?" asked Tristan, turning his head. "Barbeque party at home?"

Sophia immediately shook her head. "That's not it. But about diving and surfing. Do you like marine sports too?" she asked curiously.

"Yeah. I've really liked diving and surfing since I was in college. It's just because now there's not much free time for those hobbies to be neglected."

"You know what? I love diving," Sophia said.

"What about surfing? I also really like this sport. Instead of diving, I do this sport more often. Because it's more adrenalinechallenging."

Sophia nodded. Her face lit up with joy. The expression full of enthusiasm was printed on her beautiful face. She was amazed and happy to find people who had the same hobby. "Just so you know, I'm so crazy about everything related to the sea. I never even thought that we have the same hobby. In terms of sport, this is quite challenging."

Tristan also nodded while continuing to focus on driving his car. "Yeah, maybe we're a match," he said innocently. It made Sophia, who was still laughing, suddenly pause for a moment.

It took him a long time to digest the sentence. But after realizing Tristan, who turned and threw a questioning look, Sophia hastily spoke again. "If you don't mind, I'd like to come with you today." Because of this request, Tristan finally turned the wheel. Turn from the street to the apartment, and change direction to the beach to play surfing.

However, before going far, he once again confirmed the woman's decision next to him. "Are you sure you want to come with me?" Tristan once again confirmed Sophia's decision. At the very least, if she changed her mind, he would immediately take her back to the apartment.

"Jesus, you doubt my decision?" Sophia turned her head and looked at Tristan's blue bead intently. "Fine if you're so sure about going. Then we're going to the beach right now."

Sophia kept telling stories all the way home. He kept on discussing his first experience of diving and surfing with Tristan. "I'm really happy and enjoying our trip today."

Tristan smiled faintly. The man then replied. "If you want, we can schedule this sport every week or month."

"Certain." Sophia turned to look directly at Tristan's face. The woman immediately nodded. "I agree that we go diving and surfing once a week or two together. I'm very happy to have a sports partner like you."

"I like you too, Sophia. Really like you," Tristan muttered with a bland smile. The look on his face was hard to tell. Which even made Sophia dizzy.

"What did you just say?" Tristan glanced, then shook his head. "Nothing. I'm just saying that I'm also happy to have a sports partner like you."

Sophia nodded. Believe what Tristan just said. "Do you want me to take you directly to the apartment? Or do you want to stop by my house first?"

"Your house?" Sophia asked in disbelief. It is nothing. He is fairly new to the figure of Tristan. Then now, being invited to stop at his house made Sophia a little awkward.

"Yes, to my house. Right now, there must be a barbecue party. Who knows you'll want to join," Tristan offered once again.

"No need, Tristan. I don't like it when I suddenly stop by your house. Surely later, your family will ask a lot of questions to yourself or me," Sophia politely refused.

"Don't worry. My family is very nice. They won't interrogate you with all kinds of questions either." Sophia was silent for a moment. She was considering whether to accept Tristan's invitation this time to stop by. "You'll be fine, Sophia. I just stopped by to get to know my family. Who knows you'll fit in? We can get married the day after tomorrow," joked Tristan carefree.

Which of these words almost made Sophia's heart drop instantly. "Marry?"

Seeing the confused look on Sophia's face, laughter immediately escaped from Tristan's lips. "I'm just kidding."

"Oh my, Tristan!" Sophia squeaked as she pinched the arm of the man next to her. "You're giving me a heart attack."

"But, if you take it seriously, I'm fine too."

Once again, Tristan made Sophia's heart beat wildly. She was sure, and her face must have turned red from the shame of being teased constantly like this. "Arsene!"

"Yes, yes." The man laughed. "So how about it? Want to stop by my house for a bit?" "Okay, if you insist. But I can't stay too long."

Tristan nodded in understanding. The man then increased the speed of his car to get to his residence as soon as possible. Entering the housing complex in Kensington, London, Sophia could guess that Tristan was indeed a man from a very wealthy class.

Only prominent businessmen can afford to own a house in an elite area like this. And when the man's car had entered the courtyard of one of the houses, Sophia hastily grabbed her shopper bag, which was in the back seat. Rechecked the makeup and smoothed a little hairdo.

"We have arrived." Tristan got out of the car first. Walk around, then help open the door for Sophia.

"Thank you very much."

"My pleasure."

Tristan then led Sophia to enter the house into the back garden immediately. Over there, there was Raphael with his two friends and Aurora, who was also with one of his best friends.

"Tristan, you're home?" Raphael scolded when his eyes caught the blueeyed man's presence. "Yes, Uncle. Just arrived."

"You don't want to introduce us to the beautiful woman you're bringing with you?"

Tristan nodded. He motioned for Sophia to step forward, approaching the position where his family was gathered. "Introducing, Uncle, this beautiful woman named Sophia,"

Raphael smiled. The man kindly reached out his hand, inviting Sophia to shake hands. "Nice to meet you Sophia. I'm Raphael Gamaliel Smith. I'm both an uncle and a parent to take care of Tristan."

Sophia nodded. Politely welcome Raphael's hand. "Sophia Walters Walters. Nice to meet Uncle."

"Walters? Are you Alfonso Craigh Walters's daughter?" guessed Raphael. "Yes." Sophia nodded. Correcting Raphael's guess. "Uncle know my Papa?" Now it was Raphael's turn to shake with a faint smile. "Of course I know. Who doesn't know a successful businessman like Alfonso," he said. "Then please enjoy the food that is already on the table, Sophia. Make yourself at home," the man continued kindly.

Getting good treatment from the Tristan family made Sophia breathe a sigh of relief. She had imagined the nono before. After getting acquainted with Raphael, Tristan also invites Sophia to familiarize themselves with Aurora. It's the same with Raphael, the woman with long hair is also friendly to Sophia.

"Nice to meet you Sophia. I hope we can be good friends."

Satisfied with getting acquainted with all his family members, Tristan invited Sophia to tour the house. Shows the woman where are the best spots that Tristan often goes to spend time, relax and contemplate.

"Your house is very comfortable. Plus your harmonious family must be very pleasant living here." Tristan nodded in agreement.

"I'll take you."

After saying goodbye, the two immediately left the Tristan residence. Raphael seemed to continue to watch the two until their shadows disappeared from view. Reaching a cell phone from his trouser pocket, Raphael called someone. When the call was picked up, he spoke hastily.

"Keep an eye on Tristan. He just came out of the house. I don't want you to be careless in the slightest. Tell me all the moves he makes out there," he order.

Tristan had just finished a meeting with one of the clients until the afternoon. When he was about to return to the room, he accidentally ran into Aurora, who was about to get ready to go home. "Aurora, is your work done?"

Hearing her name being called, Aurora immediately turned her head. Smiling, the woman answered kindly. "It's done. That's why I'm getting ready to go home."

Tristan nodded in understanding. He raised his hand in the air, signaling Aurora not to go anywhere. "Then you wait here a moment. Let me get my briefcase first, and then we'll go home together this afternoon."

Aurora didn't refuse. The woman just agreed to Tristan's invitation. She is even happy that she can commute together every day like most couples. Think of it as training before becoming a real wife.

"Come on, let's go to the car," said Tristan after returning with the briefcase she had taken earlier.

Before Tristan's car left the VIP parking area, the man's cell phone rang. It looks like a call from someone forcing it to be picked up immediately. Glancing at who the caller was, Tristan hastily accepted the call. Don't let this good opportunity be lost because he carelessly ignores it.

"Hello, Miss Sophia," said Tristan softly. Even sweet.

For God's sake, Anyone who heard that man's voice would indeed be lulled. Aurora, sitting next to him, even turned his head in surprise at Tristan's attitude.

"Hi ... where are you? Are you still in the office?" Sophia asked curiously.

"I just finished work and was planning to go home. How about you?"

"Well, I was waiting for the driver to pick me up. For the sake of getting rid of boredom, I chose to call you."

"Ah, I see," murmured Tristan. Then an idea popped into his head. "Why don't you take me home with you?" bargained the man earnestly.

"No, Tristan. Don't bother. Besides, the driver is on his way to pick me up."

"It's all right, Sophia," Tristan coaxed once more. "Of course, this isn't a hassle at all. Did you forget that my office is only a few blocks from the building where you shoot?"

"Yes, I know," replied the woman on the other end. "But"

"There's no need to hesitate, Sophia. You seem like someone who just met me."

Silence for a moment. Then soon, Sophia agreed to Tristan's invitation. "Then I'll call the driver, so he doesn't have to pick me up."

While holding his cell phone, Tristan smiled imperceptibly. Either a sincere smile or there is another meaning implied there. "All right. You wait a minute. I'll be there in five to ten minutes."

After ending the call, Tristan immediately directed his car to the place where Sophia worked. Listening to and watching Tristan's movements, Aurora, who was now looking at the surrounding streets, dared to ask the man.

"Are you seriously, Tristan? You want to pick up Sophia right now?"

While focusing on the road in front of him, Tristan seemed to nod. Of course, he was serious about this decision. "Yes, Aurora. I'll pick her up and drop her off. You'll know what the reason is. Therefore, I shouldn't miss this opportunity one bit."

"You want to get Sophia's attention?" Once again, Aurora confirmed.

"Of course. I want to impress her with all the attention I give. If necessary, Sophia must be crazy about me."

Aurora immediately turned to Tristan. Hearing this man want to give all his attention and even intend to drive Sophia crazy made him a little reluctant. Jealousy immediately hit. The whisper in Aurora's mind was heard. She doesn't want the man she loves and loves to share her attention with other women.

"To be honest, I don't want you to carry out this plan, Tristan," Aurora muttered quietly. "Why? How will I get Sophia's heart?"

Aurora took a deep breath. Shaking slowly, the woman replied to Tristan's words.

"I'm just afraid, in the end, you fall in love with that woman."

A chuckle escaped Tristan's lips after Aurora finished her sentence, even though nothing was funny about what the woman said. "How could I fall in love with a daughter whose father destroyed my family, Aurora."

The laughter on Tristan's lips disappeared instantly. It was just replaced with an aura of hatred that was unstoppable. The two men's hands even seemed to grip the steering wheel so tightly. To the point that his knuckles turned completely white.

"The purpose of my life right now is one," continued Tristan. "Getting that woman and then making her suffer. Once satisfied, it's the turn of the Walters family to get their revenge."

Aurora looked Tristan's face closely. She was seeing how her usual warm face turned cold in an instant. Tristan was like a man with two different personalities. On the one hand, he could look so evil, like a relentless devil.

But on the other hand, he can turn out to be so sweet, like an angel in fairy tales that we often read. When the car that Tristan was driving arrived at the building where Sophia worked, the man's face immediately turned relaxed.

A smile even returned to his lips. Even when he reprimanded Sophia, it seemed as if there was no slightest hatred towards the woman.

"Hi..."

Tristan purposely got out of the car to follow Sophia, standing waiting in front of the building. "Let's go to the car. " Tristan pointed at his black car, which was parked neatly in the courtyard of the building.

Without hesitation, the woman followed Tristan's steps. Following directions to sit k in the rear passenger seat. After sitting comfortably, Sophia made a gasp when she found Aurora's presence. From this, he knew why Tristan had asked him to sit in the back.

"Hi Sophia," Aurora greeted warmly. She even turned her back to look directly at Sophia's face. "Glad to see you again."

"Hi..." Sophia replied. Even though he felt a little uncomfortable, he still had to put on a no less friendly face. "So you were with Tristan the whole time?"

Aurora nodded. But before he could answer, Tristan, already in the car, took over the conversation.

"Aurora, because our houses are closer, I will take you home first. After that, I will take Sophia."

"Okay. You manage how good it is."