Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 1250 Tristan’s Confusion

In the room next door, Tristan took a shower and put on a white suit. The size of the shirt, the vest, and the jacket fit him perfectly, making him elegant. William particularly sent his size to the tailor's shop and ordered those suits.

Standing in front of a mirror. Tristan looked like a supermodel. He was confused, wondering why William had lied to Zack. William hadn't gotten injured at all.

Therefore, Tristan tried to figure out William's purpose for asking him to come here. His hunch told him it wasn't just as simple as project cooperation. He also wondered if the banquet tonight was only for celebrating Daniel's birthday.

If William wanted him to attend the birthday banquet, he could have invited him aboveboard. No one would turn him down. A bad hunch rose in Tristan's mind. He felt there was a big secret in the manor. However, he didn't know what it was.

Tristan decided to let time tell him.

"Good evening, Mr. Norwell."

When he opened the door, Lucy bowed at him respectfully. “Those are freshly made food. Would you like to have some?"

With his hands in the pockets of his trousers, Tristan darted at the food cart before him and agreed, "Sure." Then he returned to his room. Lucy pushed the cart in. There were almost 20 dishes with small portions of food, looking delicate.

Sitting on the couch, Tristan asked, “Lucy, is this banquet only to celebrate Ms. Hawson's birthday?"

going to be an adult, so it's a

and

dresses and

Daniel pointed to the right.

the same taxi here. I'll wire him the taxi

go talk to him

"OK."

50 luxury cars had been parked in the outdoor parking lot. The well-dressed guests walked and

and the sunset glory was magnificent in

to Tristan's room. The door was open, and Lucy was

on the

fell on Monica, whose black hair was half-hanging over her shoulders. She looked

the girls. Before Tristan answered, Daniel held Monica's hand,

somehow. Looking into Tristan's eyes, she pressed her pink lips.

his gaze and continued to have the cake on the plate. "Mr. Norwell, Monica wants to transfer the taxi fare to you. How much does she

his head again, he looked at Monica intensely. Her charming eyes stunned him for a moment. "Uh..." Monica's mind was

Tristan remarked flatly and withdrew his gaze. "Forget

shocked by his aloofness, her heart sinking. She subconsciously looked