Kate and Amelia both eyed Tristan warily as he got out of the car looking determined. He did not look so good. It was like he had not slept and that he had been drinking. He still looked effortlessly handsome but there was like a dark shadow hovering over him.
Tristan looked at Kate who was standing a little bit in front of Amelia as if to shield her from him. He smirked at her and shook his head as he began to walk over to them. He stopped just a few steps from Kate and he greeted them as if they were all close friends.
"What do you want?" Kate snarled as he glared at him. She c****d her head to the side as if to examine him further. “You look like you’re drunk, Tristan.”
"I'm here to pick up Amelia so that we can go somewhere to talk." Tristan replied with a cocky grin completely ign
