Surprised Wife With Twins
Chapter 1250 Tristan’s Confusion

Chapter 1250 Tristan’s Confusion

In the room next door, Tristan took a shower and put on a white suit.The size of the shirt, the vest, and the jacket fit him perfectly, makinghim elegant. William particularly sent his size to the tailor's shop andordered those suits.

Standing in front of a mirror. Tristan looked like a supermodel. He wasconfused, wondering why William had lied to Zack. William hadn'tgotten injured at all.

Therefore, Tristan tried to figure out William's purpose for asking him tocome here. His hunch told him it wasn't just as simple as projectcooperation. He also wondered if the banquet tonight was only forcelebrating Daniel's birthday.

If William wanted him to attend the birthday banquet, he could haveinvited him aboveboard. No one would turn him down. A bad hunchrose in Tristan's mind. He felt there was a big secret in the manor.However, he didn't know what it was.

Tristan decided to let time tell him.

"Good evening, Mr. Norwell."

When he opened the door, Lucy bowed at him respectfully. “Those arefreshly made food. Would you like to have some?"

With his hands in the pockets of his trousers, Tristan darted at the foodcart before him and agreed, "Sure." Then he returned to his room.Lucy pushed the cart in. There were almost 20 dishes with smallportions of food, looking delicate.

Sitting on the couch, Tristan asked, “Lucy, is this banquet only tocelebrate Ms. Hawson's birthday?"

“Lady Daniel is going to be an adult, so it's a big celebration,” Lucyanswered.

Tristan darted at her and picked up a spoon.

In the door next door, the two girls dressed up beautifully. They put ondresses and wore delicate makeup, both looking uniquely charming."Daniel, where does Tristan stay?" Monica suddenly asked.

"Next door.” Daniel pointed to the right. "Why?"

"We took the same taxi here. I'll wire him the taxi fare.”

“Let's go talk to him together.”

"OK."

It was still an hour before the banquet. More than 50 luxury cars hadbeen parked in the outdoor parking lot. The well-dressed guests walkedand chatted in the yard, sipping the wine.

The night hadn't been out yet, and the sunset glory was magnificent inthe sky.

Daniel took Monica to Tristan's room. The door was open, and Lucywas also in the room.

Daniel knocked on the door.

Tristan looked over, and his gaze fell on Monica, whose black hair washalf-hanging over her shoulders. She looked elegant.

"Good evening, Lady Daniel, Ms. Swain," Lucy bowed at the girls.Before Tristan answered, Daniel held Monica's hand, striding into theroom.

Monica felt tensed somehow. Looking into Tristan's eyes, she pressedher pink lips. Her ivy skin reflected the light in the room.

Tristan withdrew his gaze and continued to have the cake on the plate."Mr. Norwell, Monica wants to transfer the taxi fare to you. How muchdoes she owe you?" Daniel said bluntly with a smile.

Tristan was slightly taken aback. Raising his head again, he looked atMonica intensely. Her charming eyes stunned him for a moment."Uh..." Monica's mind was jumbled, so she reacted slowly. "Why don'twe follow each other on Facebook?"

"That's a good excuse," Tristan remarked flatly and withdrew his gaze."Forget about the taxi fare. I don't like adding followers to myFacebook."

Daniel was shocked by his aloofness, her heart sinking. Shesubconsciously looked at him.

Monica darted at him and the last piece of cheesecake on his plate.Before his fork fell on it, she picked it up and shoved it into her mouth.Tristan looked at her in a daze.

Monica chewed, swallowed, and glared at him unhappily, “You areover-self-righteous. Think I long to follow you on Facebook, huh?"Then she turned away.

Daniel's gaze swept between Tristan and Lucy. Then she turned aroundand followed Monica hurriedly.