A black Maybach sped furiously into the Blakewood estate.
Tristan stepped out the moment it stopped and strode into the mansion with hurried steps, his expression dark and unreadable.
"Welcome home, sir," several maids greeted as he entered, surprised to see him return so suddenly since he rarely visited the family estate.
But Tristan paid them no attention.
The moment he stepped into the spacious living room, he heard Celine's familiar laughter mingling with another female voice he recognized well.
He entered without hesitation.
"Brother, you're here!"
Eve's excited eyes met his. She was seated beside Celine, both women seemingly talking and laughing like they'd known each other before this.
"When did you get back, Eve?" he asked.
"Last night," she replied brightly. "Grandpa told me you'd be visiting with your fiancée, so I wanted to surprise you."
