Bella remained silent, but a bitter smile crossed her face as she pondered the possibility of her shameless father resorting to underhanded tactics to achieve his goals.
"Alright, my darling. I'll have my people help them out," Tristan said.
"Thank you, hubby. Please ensure they don't stay in this city too long. Also, ensure none of the people my father hired to spy on me or my mother stay in the city." She asked.
She didn't want her father to know about her and her mother—not until she completed the process of taking over the Donovan Group.
"Sure. I'll do anything for my woman as long as she's happy," Tristan said softly.
Bella laughed at his words. "Oh, come on, Mr. Sinclair, stop flattering me with your sweet words."
