Chapter 468
She quickly got up and went to the doorway to greet him.
"Honey, how did it go?"
Tristan's gloomily cold face already spoke for itself.
What was strange was that he didn't lose his temper as usual; he just didn't say anything.
After sitting down, he picked up the hot tea brought by the servant and sipped it, still saying nothing.
Rosalind had never seen him like this, and she felt uneasy.
"Honey…"
"You used to be close to your sister. Why didn't you know anything about her secretly teaching that young lady how to blend fragrances?"
This sudden question startled Rosalind.
So, that was what he was thinking about.
"Honey, listen to me. My sister also has her own privacy. If she wants to hide it from me, how would I know?"
Tristan took another sip of hot tea.
"I saw the Master. He said that this matter would be handled entirely by Alexander Foster and he won't interfere."
