Chapter 641 An Uninvited Guest (1)

"I can think about it."

Tristan said with a big smile on his face, which made him look like an old fox.

Looking at the man's smile, Consuela couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth. "What a greedy capitalist! He even wants to exploit me, a poor ordinary worker."

"Now the world is dominated by the poor workers, and I, a capitalist, am also suppressed by the poor worker." Tristan said with a beautiful smile which seemed to melt the sunshine.

"A ruthless capitalist." After finishing the last mouthful of rice in her bowl, Consuela said, "The poor worker has cooked such a rich lunch for you. Shouldn't you repay me?"

Raising his eyebrows, Tristan looked at the woman and nodded happily. "I'll clean it up. You can go to the study."

'You really know me.

I hate to wash the dishes the most in my life. It's better for me to clean the whole house, ' Consuela thought.

"Then I'll go. Richelle..."

"Don't worry. I won't let Richelle starve. Go ahead. " While speaking, Tristan had used his actions to show his love.

Seeing that he was so efficient, Consuela smiled, stretched herself and walked to the study.

H Country.

The woman, who was completely driven crazy by Tristan, was packing her things crazily. In the past, her photos with him were scattered on the ground one by one. At that time, she was smiling and happily leaning on his shoulder. But now she finally realized that everything in the past was just an illusion. That man had never been sincere.

As for her, Angie, she would follow him without any complaint no matter how he treated her. But in the end, she was not reconciled to such a result.

Even if she had a life-and-death struggle, she had to keep Tristan by her side. Even if she had to die, she had to take him with her.

But Angie didn't know the power of prophecy.

Closing her suitcase, Angie carefully put the photos in the cabinet. At last, she took a look at the pl

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

t was because of the good weather today, or perhaps it was because she finally saw the person she loved, her tone was happy. "I used to listen to you. Can't you let me make a decision for myself this time?"

Looking at Tristan's handsome face, Angie was elated. "The coffee is getting cold."

Tristan looked down at the coffee cup and sneered. He didn't want to drink it.

Angie shrugged. He was still the same to everyone. "Are you afraid that I will drug you in the coffee? Tristan, you think too much. I won't take you away in this way."

Tristan sneered, "You have seen me. You can give up now."

"When did I say that I came to France to see you once? Isn't that a waste of the flight ticket?" Angie's eyes sparkled, with a trace of charm for no reason.

"I warn you not to lay your eyes on Consuela. Otherwise, don't blame me for harming you." All of a sudden, Tristan felt a little flustered. Angie was a cruel woman. She could do anything to achieve her goal. If she hurt Consuela, he would go crazy.

"Up to now, you still love that woman." The smile on Angie's face disappeared when she heard the name of Consuela. "What's so good about her? Both you and Richie value her so much?"

"She is better than you in every aspect." Tristan raised his eyebrows and said softly.