Natalie's pov
Tristan Wells.
Wells pharmaceuticals.
“Wells Pharmaceuticals?”
The words escaped before I could stop them.
Tristan grin grew, his eyes narrowed on me.
“So you've heard of us,” he stated, rather than asked.
“Heard of you?” I echoed. “Half the country has, especially with the investigation on the drug…”
Kian's grip on my arm tightened, stopping me from continuing my words.
Tristan only smiled more, not looking a bit affected by the supposed investigation into illegal drugs production I was about to mention.
“Ahh, yes. That was huge news, was it not?” He asked, putting a hand in his pocket.
I cleared my throat, not knowing how to respond. He didn't look like he needed any response.
“And you must be..”
“Natalie,” I answered promptly, feeling Kian's hand press fu
