Seeing Tristan in her home, Allison was momentarily stunned.
He spoke first, "Ms. Meyer hired me to take care of you until your ankle heals."
She had suspected it was Felicia but never imagined she would send Tristan. Couldn't Felicia tell she was trying to avoid him?
What a fool!
Allison's face darkened as she spoke coldly, "I don't need anyone to take care of me. You can leave."
So heartless! She was trying to kick him out again! But Tristan didn't budge.
"Unfortunately, my employer is Ms. Meyer. She's already paid me, so I have to do my job."
Allison's face darkened even further. "How much did she pay you? I'll give you double to get out of my house!"
Tristan feigned a pitiful look. "Sweetheart, you're insulting my integrity. I can't accept it!"
Allison's lips twitched in frust
