"Mr.Arnoult, I am asking you what you have spoken to my parents?" Arya stressed over the PARENTS part.
"The truth" Tristan sounded so casual while saying that.
"What do you mean by 'the truth?' It would be a great help if you help me briefing that" breathing heavily Arya quizzed and Tristan who was confused until a few seconds ago, let out a humorous smile leaving Arya baffled.
"Are you smiling?" Arya made big eyes peering at him with a shock.
Quickly masking the thin upside arc of lopsided smile formed over his face with a stoic expression, Tristan stood from the cushion chair.
"What about discussing that putting something inside the growling stomach?" Tristan arched his brow pointing at Arya's lean stomach.
Having no option or more like wanting to not lose the opportunity of dining with her dream man, Arya accepted to it with a nod.
