Chapter 429 Almost Exposed

The door of the elevator was not opened yet.

She lowered her head and said in a low voice, as if she was talking about something sad. A smile of relief on the corner of her lips did not escape his eyes.

With an air of indifference, Tristan went on asking as he seemed very calm, "and then?"

But this question was not so pleasant.

Taking a deep breath, she continued, "I will be much happier if you can bring him down."

She was in a complicated mood.

No matter what happened, she would not tell anyone about what happened today. Tristan was a ruthless man. She knew it clearly.

He might have wanted to deal her a head-on blow by framing her.

With a half-smile on his face, Tristan raised his eyebrows and asked in disbelief, "Why do you think I will believe you?"

Didn't he trust her? Raising her head to look at him, she smiled and said, "I thought you would be happier after hearing this. I didn't expect you to dislike this reason."

She seemed to have no choice but to show her hands and shrug her shoulders.

But she kept peeping at the elevator from the corner of her eyes. She knew it clearly when the elevator didn't come down after they had been talking for such a long time.

If she wanted to leave today, she had to give this man a satisfactory answer, but she didn't get any information from the testing just now.

As if she didn't sense any danger, she smiled and asked, "By the way, what kind of reason do you like?"

Tristan looked at her with a blank expression. All of a sudden, he wanted to strangle her.

How could he love such a shameless person deeply?

This was a difficult question he could not answer. He had thought it for a long time, but he could not give himself a satisfactory answer.

He curled his lips and said, "If you divorce him right now, I don't think I will doubt you anymore."

After a short pause, she said with a smile, "As you wish, it won't take long."

While speaking, she looked to the long corrido

ly blew by the hot soup. It was really not worthwhile.

He suddenly asked, "Consuela, where did you go before you came back?"

She was too shocked to hold the spoon in her hand, and the hot soup splashed on her hand. Instead of making any sound to ease the pain, she lowered her head and collected herself. "I went out to visit my friend. What's wrong?" she asked casually.

Seeing her reaction, the smile on his face turned deeper. Mark shook his head with a smile and said, "Nothing. I just saw you come out of the hotel on the opposite door."

Pretending to be calm, Consuela's voice was very light, as if she didn't know anything.

"I just thought that maybe the woman was similar to you in figure. How could you go to that hotel at this time?"

He turned to look at Consuela's belly, giving a meaningful glance.

Consuela scratched her head, smiling awkwardly. She really didn't want to eat now, but she didn't want the man to find out what she was feeling. So after pondering over it for a few moments, she decided to eat as much as she could.

Finally, someone came to clean up the table. Seeing this, Mark stood up and said with a smile, "Consuela, aren't you worried about uncle?"

He was talking about Richie's father.

Although Consuela didn't understand what he meant, she nodded sincerely.