After Tristan dismissed all his bodyguards and driver, he turned to see Geoffrey again.

"Have you asked the chef to prepare dinner for my mother-inw and Henry?" Tristan asked.

"Yes, sir. I already notified the kitchen and invited Ms. Wright and Mr. Henry to join dinner," Geoffrey exined.

"Alright, thank you," Tristan said, taking Be’s hand. "Let’s go, dear. Let’s talk inside..."

Be followed Tristan inside, ncing at him asionally. She was still surprised to hear him invite her mother and brother to have dinner with them.

"Tristan, are you okay inviting Henry to dine with us?" She was worried.

"Huh? Why do you think it’s not okay for me to have dinner with my brother-inw?" Tristan asked with a curious gaze at her.

"I was just surprised because you invited him without telling me," she said while following him, climbing the stairs, as they headed to their bedroom.

Tristan halted before opening the door; he turned to face her. "Dear, I tried to call you, but you didn’t pick up. When I asked Geoffrey to check on you, he said you were sleeping. I’m sorry—"

Be took a deep breath. She silenced her cell phone because it wouldn’t stop ringing.

"It’s okay," she smiled at him and entered the room.

"I just want to show politeness to your mother because since your brother came, I never met him when your mother was around." Tristan tries to remove his suit, "That’s why today I n to have dinner with them."

"I’m okay with us having dinner with Henry," she said while helping Tristan remove his suit.

"Thank you, dear..." He ys with her smooth hair lovingly.

"But I’m just, you know, slightly upset why you didn’t tell me about the article...?" She looked him in the eyes. Tristan’s hand halted in the air.

Tristan slowly ced his hands on her shoulder.

"I remember in the past you said you would allow me to reveal our marriage if your matter at the Donovan Group is over. So, I released the news today. Although the news does not directly mention our marriage, I want to build the story about us before we go public," he exined.

"Why did you do that?" she frowned, confused.

"Because I don’t want the media to find you and make your life difficult immediately."

Be faintly smiled, hearing his excuse while helping him unbutton his shirt. Her eyes focused on his exposed chest.

"This is the first time I’ve heard you care about the media, Mr. Sinir," she said, shaking her head.

Tristan’s hand stopped Be’s hand at thest button. When Be looked up to see him, he said, "Wife, I’m sorry if I shocked you. I sent you a text, but you didn’t read it."

"It’s fine. I’m tired of exining our rtionship to our family. They thought that you were cheating on me. Even your Grandpa vows to erase your name from the family if you do that..."

Tristan pped his forehead slightly, chuckling, "How could I forget about them? I’m sorry... I’ll exin to them. Let me handle them all."

"They didn’t call you?" Be asked.

"I asked Max to block everyone except you and Dax."

Be was utterly speechless. She said nothing but continued to unbutton thest button.

"Alright, go take your shower. I will look for Dax. I guess he’s still in hisputer room with Stefan." She walked to the door, but her step halted when Tristan called her.

"Yes?" Be turned to look at Tristan. Looking at him shirtless, only his trousers covering his body, standing in front of the bathroom, causing her to slightly swallow, wanting to go there and fit her body in his arms. He looks so freaking hot!

"Can you apany me to shower?" he asked lovingly.

Be tries to distract herself from her sultry thoughts before saying, "My dear spoiled husband, you must shower yourself. Because if Ie with you now, we might only go to the dining room after our family has finished eating."

Tristan smiles bitterly.

"Nice try, hubby!" Be smiles and turns, ignoring his pleading gaze, to find her son.

***

When Be entered theputer room, she found them ying games instead of studying. She chuckled and walked over to them.

"Dax, Gael," Be called out, standing between them with both hands blocking their view of the monitor screen.

They were surprised and quickly took off their earphones.

"Mom..."

"Boss, Sister..." Stefan said. "Sister, you don’t have to call me Gael; Dax already knows my identity. I told him everything about how we met in the past," Stefan exined.

Be was surprised. She didn’t expect Stefan to be so open about his true identity with his son this early.

"Wow! You already told him?"

"Hmm, he is my nephew and pupil; he should know my true identity," Stefan said, scratching his head.

Be smiled at him and turned to her son, "Dax, please don’t tell anyone about Uncle Stefan. Not even Granny or anyone else close to you."

Dax nodded and turned off hisputer. "What about Daddy?" he asked, looking at his mother.

"He knows about him, but others don’t," Be replied.

"Okay. I won’t say anything."

Be reached out her hand to help him stand up. "Alright, your dad has already returned; he’s showering upstairs. Go wait for him."

Dax’s eyes lit up with excitement. He couldn’t wait to find his father.

Be asked him to go upstairs first; she needed to talk to Stefan.

After Be saw Dax leave the room, she looked at Stefan again and said, "Stefan, my mother and big brother will dine with us...join us."

Stefan politely refused. He had not slept in the past two days, handling numerous matters from the head office in New York and this country. He just wanted to sleep now.

Hearing that, Be felt sorry. She was aware of how busy Stefan wastely, especially when their head office had different times with them. When Stefan was supposed to sleep, Jack would call and ask him to work.

"Stefan, the urgent matters here have been resolved. My family andpany matters are also stable. I won’t hold you back if you want to return to the US," Be smiled at him as if trying to lessen his worry.

Stefan was surprised to hear that. How could she know?

"Sis, Jack actually asked me to return. But I felt bad leaving you even when the urgent matters were resolved. I mean, who knows what other problems may arise now," he chuckled, relieved that Be knew his trouble.

"Yeah, there will always be problems. That’s how life is. But no need to worry about me," Be smiled back at him before continuing, "I have Max here who could help me if I need anything urgent. And also, I have my futureputer expert, my son..."

"Hahaha, you’re right. Little Dax might surpass me in the future," he said, proudly bing Dax’s teacher.

Stefan continued, "Sis, I will spare time to teach Dax a few more days before returning to the head office. There is no need to rush."

"Alright, get some sleep, Stefan. I need my son’s teacher fully fit for tomorrow’s teaching," Be patted his shoulder and left. She followed her son to the second floor.