NovelStartChapter 1292 Daphne Really Is Cunning Inside the president's office at Clarke Corp., an air of seriousness and transparency pervaded. Tristan sat at his spacious Western- style desk, holding a newspaper in his hands. He stared grimly at the bold headline and the photos of Rowan and Daphne. If looks could kill, the two of them would have been dead already! With a forceful grip, the newspaper crumpled into a ball in his fingertips. Tristan wondered, how Claire must be feeling right now? She loved Rowan so much, so passionately, so sincerely. Her love was unwavering, and her heart and eyes were filled with only Rowan. Rather than anger, Tristan now felt more heartache for Claire, genuinely worried about her emotional state.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe picked up his phone, then put it down, then picked it up again. Over and over, Tristan wanted to call her, but he didn't know in what capacity. After a brief inner struggle, he realized that his consolation would be of no use to her, given the extent of her hurt.
"President," Assistant Kevin entered the room, holding a stack of documents. "Mr. Toichi will arrive at the club soon. Should we prepare to leave?" "Yes," Tristan collected his thoughts and asked, "Is the contract ready?" "Everything is ready." "Let's go, then." Tristan tossed the newspaper into the trash and walked out, his ocean-deep eyes filled with a hint of anger. The assistant followed with the document bag in hand.
Five minutes later, on their way to the club in a Maybach, the assistant drove while Tristan sat in the backseat. His eyes were deep, lips tightly pursed, and a trace of worry furrowed his brow. No one knew what he was thinking.
Meanwhile, at Charity Medical Center, Daphne was kicked out by security. She almost twisted her ankle when she was pushed away. Weak and helpless, she felt too embarrassed to make a scene at the hospital entrance, as it would only attract more attention. But she never expected Rowan to be so ruthless! Daphne looked at the security guards guarding the entrance, and with resentment in her heart, turned and left. It wasn't her fault that the reporters were there, and she hadn't brought them! But Rowan didn't believe her, which frustrated her greatly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs soon as she left the hospital, Daphne was surrounded by a group of reporters who blocked her way. Questions like "Dr. Wells, are you dating Dr. Watson?" and "When will you two officially announce your relationship? Neither of you have posted anything today!" bombarded her.
Rowan had asked her to explain the situation to the media, and now the reporters were right in front of her. However, once she cleared things up, it would be like slapping herself in the face.
Standing still, Daphne remained silent, trying to calm her emotions and regain her rationality. As the reporters continued to pester her about her relationship with Rowan, she thought to herself, since her relationship with Rowan had already broken down, she wouldn't let Claire off the hook either! Questions like "When did you and Dr. Watson get together? Can you share any details?" and "Do you have plans to get married?" continued to rain down on her.
Daphne's lips curled into a slight smile, and she kindly looked at everyone before taking one of the microphones. The scene suddenly fell silent. Everyone was waiting for her to speak, and cameras were snapping away.
As the Maybach passed by the hospital, it slowed down due to traffic and cto a stop. Tristan's gaze shifted, and he spotted Daphne surrounded by reporters at the hospital entrance, wearing a smile on her face. His expression, however, was icy and his lips tightly pursed.
"Dr. Wells, please tell us when you and Dr. Watson plan to get married," a reporter eagerly asked.
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