'So, after he failed to get his way with me yesterday, he went straight to Vivian Linton.'
'And by the looks of it, things got intense.'
Holly Sinclair's expression remained neutral, but her heart twisted painfully.
Seeing that Holly Sinclair hadn't lost her composure, Vivian Linton was very dissatisfied.
"Tristan, a new restaurant just opened in the mall across the street. Why don't we go try it for lunch?"
Vivian Linton hooked her arm through Tristan Sterling's, her eyes sparkling with adoration as she gazed at the cold-faced man.
Her sweet, soft tone was coquettish.
A public display of affection, as if no one else existed.
"Alright."
"Then you can come pick me up."
"Mm."
Tristan Sterling nodded, then strode into the building first.
Connor Grant followed close behind.
Before leaving, Tristan Sterling shot Holly Sinclair a fleeting glance.
His gaze was chilling and inscrutable.
