Chapter 428 You Know That

Consuela had meant to make the joke as a way to ease the tense atmosphere. But much to her surprise, the air had become more oppressive.

She held her arms and retreated again. Accidentally, she stepped on something soft. She looked down and found that it was a well-designed dress.

The edge of the black lace was outlined, with the wide open shape of peony embroidery. Obviously, it was a dress designed for women.

It really wanted to bring her brain into any inner direction.

Tristan raised his hand and smoothed his collar which was a little messy because of the friction. His fair and slender hands were very beautiful. He said, "What else do you want to say?"

It seemed like a last notice before death.

Or he wanted her to say her last words.

Consuela pressed her lips tightly. She didn't want to talk to him anymore. She just wanted to leave there as soon as possible.

But the man, who had tidied up his collar, was slowly coming over, chuckling at her. Because of the advantage of height, he always lowered his head when looking at her.

"Nothing else?"

"Yes."

"Okay, I'll walk you out."

"What?"

Consuela was stunned. Then she walked out of the room with Tristan, as if there was no one else there. But at this moment, they kept a certain distance from each other and didn't try to break the distance.

Meanwhile, the woman, who was walking next to him and looking down at the way, was in a panic.

She had no idea where or whether the man would arranged some men to wait for her. As soon as they saw her off to the designated place, they would immediately come forward and settled the matter with her.

In a daze, Consuela was still thinking, while Angie was tied to a hotel bed, lying on it. Her eyes were fumed with rage.

The time she had agreed to meet with Richie was half an hour later after she hooked Tristan up, but unexpectedly, before the man arrived, she was beaten up by Tristan within a few strokes.

And the second plan

ll let you go. If you don't, do you think I am a kind person?"

She shook her head.

She would rather admit he was a person who would hurt his father than a kind-hearted person.

Though she didn't spend much time with this man before, she had a brand new view of him.

After all, face and eyes could always give people a sense of deception.

"What if I agree to your request now? What if I deny it in the future all of a sudden?"

Consuela raised her head and gave him a sweet smile. She looked naive. In fact, it was hard for her to disguise.

Needless to say, one could imagine how disgusting it was for her to have such a flattering smile on her face.

The man standing opposite to her, however, smiled and then bent slightly. "You don't need to know how I will deal with it. Just remember, you will have a hard time."

Then he raised his hand and patted Consuela's cheek. His eyes widened as he marveled at how smooth her face was.

But unfortunately, his role now couldn't be too risky to do something too extreme. He could only keep a straight face, and then let her obviously feel uncomfortable.

The corners of her mouth twitched. With a bitter smile, Consuela continued, "Although I'm not sure what I'm going to say next, you should know what's going on between me and my children's father."