Chapter 111

Oh, still playing the innocent card?

"Ms. Simpson, after you call the cops, what exactly are you gonna tell them? That I went mad and almost killed Mrs. Simpson because of some provocation? And who exactly provoked me?"

At that, everyone's eyes cautiously shifted towards Tristan. Wasn't it because Tristan had openly rebuked Edwin and Naomi in defense of the Simpson ladies that Sylvia had been pushed over the edge? Bridget was stunned. It dawned on her that Sylvia had been setting the stage from the moment that call was made. They had all been meekly waiting for Tristan to speak up!

So what was the point of her calling the cops?

To pin it on Tristan?

"Enough!" Tristan commanded with authority, "You ladies have had too much to drink. This whole frenzy of yours would be best slept off."

"Sir..." Bridget looked at Tristan in disbelief.

Tristan summoned the butler and handed back the box containing the ceremonial sword.

"This sword isn't for me. Take it back. Show the guests out."

as if they wanted to

about who you bring home. Drunken nonsense, no manners! If word of today's event leaks, don't

Sylvia's outburst. The mother and daughter were shown the door, even their gift returned. Such an embarrassment would be the talk of the town. Tristan

and Naomi are quite shaken.

gaze lingered on Edwin. After everyone had left, he looked at the

to drink at

of

front of client

Another captured Edwin being

with Miriam's smiling face in the background, issuing the

truth was, Naomi had it worse than Edwin, But Sylvia knew Tristan wouldn't care much for Naomi. Edwin, however, was a

Tristan in the face.

lacking sharpness in business, but he would never tolerate outsiders humiliating his son like this.

Edwin always want the

white marble chess set from the storeroom? Send it over. And pick out a couple of jewelry sets for Naomi. Fire any maids who've been

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