Olivia turned back to glance at Tristan.
Tristan stared stubbornly at Leslie, his expression full of defiance.
"Leslie, what did you do to piss him off? I think I remember who he is-Tristan, right? That senior? Third-year student. He's got real talent in painting. People in our circle call him a prodigy. So why's he challenging you all of a sudden?"
Leslie replied lazily, "Beats me."
She couldn't care less about irrelevant people.
But thinking about it for a sec, it kinda made sense.
Challenging her?
Why now? Why not earlier or later, but right after Douglas took her in as a student?
So... Tristan's aiming to become Parker's apprentice too?
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At Starcrest Manor, Alfred answered the phone and took the initiative to report, "Ma'am's not home at the moment.
