NovelStartDaphne's chest tightened. Even at a distance, she could feel her panic.
Because Tristan had also warned her before.
At this moment, his eyes were deep and gloomy, hiding a sharp edge.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBecause of Saskia Holt's previous words, everyone around was looking at Daphne strangely and pointing at her. She looked around and suddenly felt uneasy.
"Trying to steal someone else's boyfriend?" "That's really shameless." "It is said that the man doesn't like her at all." Daphne felt she had suffered the utmost humiliation and was very, very angry.
But here were all enemies. She knew that if she didn't withdraw, the consequences would be unimaginable. She might be mobbed.
Claire also had a fierce temper.
Therefore, even though she was unwilling, she just glared fiercely at Claire once, then glared at Saskia Holt once. She picked up the shoe that had been trampled on the ground and quickly walked away! "Did you remember what | said?!" Saskia Holt was still excited and shouted at her back, "Don't snatch other people's boyfriends in the future!" Daphne didn't answer her. Saskia Holt wanted to chase after her but was blocked by the security guard.
"Enough, mind your manners in public!" "What's wrong with teaching a bad person a lesson?! I'm upholding justice! Besides, you guys don't care about this! Letgo!" Saskia Holt shouted.
Tristan's handsface was cold as he stared intently at Daphne's retreating, embarrassed figure. His thin lips pressed into a straight line, and the atmosphere around him turned chilly.
Saskia Holt, still emotional and stopped by security, was unwilling to watch Daphne leave. Claire snapped back to reality and quickly walked up to Saskia Holt, passing by Tristan, "Saskia! Enough." Tristan looked at her, slightly surprised.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSaskia Holt turned her eyes to Claire, astonished, "Claire, you're planning to let her go?" Her emotions calmed a bit.
"Enough," Claire lowered her voice, "l don't want this to get worse. Dr. Watson fired her." Tristan stood not far away, his gaze resting on Claire's back. His expression softened a lot. Having not seen her for several days, he was quite happy to see her again today.
"Let's go," Claire whispered to her, "Don't let unrelated people affect your mood." Saskia Holt also saw Tristan standing not far away, "Wait." She whispered to Claire, then removed her hand, "Mr. Norwell! Would you like to join us for dinner?!" Claire was speechless. Was it appropriate to call him? Tristan looked at Claire and shook his head. His eyes met Claire's for a brief moment before he turned away and walked off.
Watching Tristan's tall, departing figure, Claire felt a strange sensation in her heart, but she had no choice. She couldn't let misunderstandings deepen.
Tristan knew he wasn't welchere, and he could understand why Claire wanted to keep her distance.
Saskia Holt glanced at Tristan's retreating figure, then at her best friend, "What's going on between you two?" "Saskia, there's something | need to tell you," Claire took Saskia Holt's arm and led her towards their usual spot, "You can stop gossiping about Mr. Norwell. | can tell you now, he confessed his feelings to me, but | rejected him." "Oh my God!" Saskia Holt had guessed roughly what happened, "Why did you reject him? He's so outstanding! He's a young CEO!" "Because | like Rowan," Claire told her, "It's impossible to like two people at once, and | can't like someone just because they're outstanding." "Don't you feel even a little bit attracted to him? Even a little?" Women are curious, and she continued to ask.
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