Tristan remained silent.

Before he could respond, he saw Zachary standing in front of him, handing over a piece of paper. It wrote, "If you want to keep me, I need 100 million dollars in allowance every day." Tristan's lips curled into a cold smile.

Zachary claimed that he wasn't Tristan's son, and yet he was asking him for an allowance. And 100 million dollarsat that! The kid probably hadn't even seen 1,000 dollars before.

Tristan answered Yvette on the other end of the call, "I'll look into it. If he's not my son, I'll return him to Kiki and apologize."

After hanging up, Tristan looked at Zachary and remarked, "You've got quite the appetite. 100 million dollars a day? Can you even spend it all?"

"Mister, surely it's not because you don't have money?"

Tristan's mouth twitched slightly. 100 million dollars? Of course, he could come up with that.

"If I give it to you, what should you call me?"

Zachary's eyes curved into a smile. "I don't answer hypothetical questions. Also, I'm hungry. I need to eat. If you don't feed me, I'll go to court and tell the judge that my father didn't give me food." Tristan was speechless. Soon, he glanced at the nanny and instructed, "Take him to eat something."

Zachary wasn't refusing to eat to spite him; he was just playing with his toys and

like he'd

Manor, Yvette relayed Tristan's response to Kiki. "Don't worry. Once the

no idea why Tristan was so confident that he

comforting

"By the way, are you

that if I don't agree to get engaged to Tristan,

external lawyer for Yvette's company, which provided some income,

a good

Kiki would have had to stay in a hotel now. More importantly, Michael might have misunderstood that she

it's a bit of a

long time before Yvette hung up

of the study. "Who

thought that he wouldn't talk to her at

her son," Yvette

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