efore responding, "It's nothing

s the matter further, Gianna qui

rrying the final dish to the dining t

g the aroma before taking a bite. The moment the flavors hit h

y, finally relaxed, his usual composed demeanor gi

expect you to be this good at cooki

ffortless luxury-residing in an elite part of the city, handl

himself? It didn't quite fi

before responding, "I learned i

ding. "Wasn't it hard? Balancing st

ing about the people and things back home." Tristan paused

row passed throu

, the way her father had tossed her and her grandmother as

antly. His brows furrowed, and he softened his to

oughts, forcing a small, pra

he might have been smiling, but t

o live peacefully,

tan had made to himself

.

routine: Tristan prepared breakfast before dep

nt ringing of her phone

ptly, her expression darkened further upon r

e angry voice of her father, Lachl

ice level yet underscored with bitter

ction, suggesting Lachlan hadn't anticipated such poin

"Don't play games with me! I told you to go to Mr.

dness and cruelty over the years. Yet his accusator

ect you to conspire with that director to deceive me. You never intended to save my grandmother. How dare you question me

r husband, she had worked tirelessly to build

n in love with the impoverished Lachlan and leverag

n had displayed no visible grief. Instead, he had marr

s presence, had manipulated Lachlan into expell

ey were nothing but dead weight dragging me down! And now, because of you, your