Tristian's POV
"Come on, Dad. We talked about this. I'm my own man now, and I get to do things for myself. We shouldn't be doing this, please."
"You should've let us know, that's all. You being independent doesn't mean you shut us out of your life."
I shrugged, bottling up my words. Shutting them out of my life had always been the best way because telling them had always proved to be more harm than good.
Mr Scarlet arrived, knocking and coming in. Startled to see me next to the billionaire the whole city knew, he adjusted then closed the door, before looking at the chief.
He was clearly a proud man because he didn't even care to offer greetings to my father, nor did he flinch like most men did in his presence.
"Well? You sent for me, said it was an urgent matter. What's
