When they left the VIP room, Be stopped in her tracks.

"Why... Is he here!?" she said softly, looking at Tristan, walking toward her.

Be’s eyes fixed on him, confused as to why he suddenly appeared there.

’Did he stalk me?’ She wonders.

However, Be dismissed that thought when something crossed her mind. He’s probably seen the inte. But another curiosity arose in her mind. Why did hee to her? Why doesn’t he go to see his woman?

"Be, I’m sorry for suddenlying here. We need to talk. I hope you can give me your time," he said, his eyes still fixed on her.

Tristan didn’t take his eyes off her for a second or even nce at Leo, standing right beside Be and giving him a sharp look.

Be was surprised to hear Tristan’s urgent and slightly insisting tone. She could only nod. Plus, she also needed to talk to him about her concerns — Jessica might do something shameful if she found out about Dax.

...

Leo knew the man before them was Tristan Sinir, but he didn’t expect this man to appear here, too. He looked at Be with concern before leaning closer to her.

"Be, are you sure you’re alright?" Leo asked.

When Leo saw Be smile and nod, he asked again, "Are you really, really sure?"

"Yes. Leo, I’m positive. Please, you can go back to the office. I’ll call youter." Be said to him while smiling to make him believe she was OK. She knew from the look in his eyes that Leo was only worried about her.

"OK, see you on Monday," Leo said, then gave a slight nod to Tristan before he left the restaurant.

...

After watching Leo’s back disappear from her line of sight, Be looked at Tristan. "Do you want to chat here or somewhere else?"

"Let’s chat somewhere else. Follow me..." he said, gesturing for her to walk first toward the door.

Be no longer said something as she crossed the dining hall. The ce, previously bustling with customers, now looks almost empty. Only a few tables were still upied by customers; they didn’t seem to care about them.

She felt relieved because she didn’t have to hide her face like before.

Finally, Tristan’s steps halted right before the Maybach.

Two people in ck uniforms were standing near the car.

"You go in first," said Tristan when his bodyguard opened the back row.

Be didn’t enter the car immediately but looked up to see Tristan’s face, "Tristan, I drive. And I park my car in my office. Can you give me the address of the ce you want to go? I will drive there—" She can’t leave her car there.

"Give me the key."

She immediately gave Tristan the car keys.

"My people will drive your car to my house. You can drive itter," he exined. Be said nothing and entered the car.

After a few moments, the car drove away from the central business street. Be realized the vehicle was heading towards her house in the Little Heaven area.

She turned to Tristan to ask. But she was surprised to see him looking out the window as if he was in deep thought. From where she was sitting, Be could see he was not in a good mood.

"Tristan, what do you want to talk about?" She asked.

When Tristan finally turned to look at her, Be could clearly see his expression looked gloomy; however, his gaze was not as cold as before. There is warmth there.

"Later. We’ll talk after we arrive."

She understood why he didn’t want to speak. There was a driver’s seat behind the wheel.

"Are we going to my house?" She was worried that Tristan would visit her house and go straight to meet Dax. She had not yet talked to Dax about Tristan wanting to meet him.

She remembers Dax once said he didn’t like his father because of the news he read, that his father was known to have many women out there — a yboy, a womanizer. That’s why she needs to ask Dax’s opinion before bringing Tristan to meet him.

"Did you forget I also live in Little Heaven?" His lips revealed a barely noticeable smile.

"Aahh..." Be gasped, realizing she had forgotten what had happened the previous night. She didn’t say anything as she turned her head out the window, holding back her awkward smile.

"We will talk at my house. So, you can go home quickly after that."

"OK," Be answered without looking at him.

Not long after, the vehicle stopped in front of a luxurious, minimalist two-story house. The house was surrounded by trees starting to show green leaves, a sign that spring would soon arrive.

When Be stepped out of the car, her white SUV arrived, driven by one of Tristan’s bodyguards.

"Let’s get in, Be..." Tristan said and walked inside without waiting for her.

For some unknown reason, Be felt worried about entering Tristan’s house. She could feel her feet heavy to move.

Gosh!

After a few seconds, Tristan disappeared from her line of sight. She forced herself to move forward.

When she finally entered the house, she didn’t see Tristan. Instead, she met Geoffrey, Tristan’s butler.

"Young madam, wee..." said Geoffrey politely as he guided Be into the house. "I’m d to see you more healthy and beautiful, young madam."

"Thank you, Geoffrey. You look younger, too. I suspect that you are not actually human but a vampire; you are never old." She teased him, trying to distract her worries about entering a single man’s house.

Geoffrey stopped his step; he couldn’t help butugh, hearing Young Madam Be’spliment. "Hahaha, thank you, young madam. Alright... Please follow me."

She nodded as she followed Geoffrey. Now, she felt less worried. At least there was someone else in the house, not only her and Tristan.

Be could see that the house looked clean, with new furniture. It felt like she had entered a disy home at a new housing development.

’Seriously, has Tristan lived here for a long time?’ She muttered in her heart while looking around. ’Why does this house look new?’