Unrevealed Secrets

Seeing Cynthia, a faint smile appeared on Dave's usually reserved face. "Miss."

The moment Tristan saw Dave, his eyes narrowed slightly, and sharp coldness emanated from the depths of his gaze. The piercing look was like knives aimed at Dave.

Dave lifted his eyelids and fearlessly met Tristan's gaze. A hint of provocation suddenly appeared in the smile on his lips. He knew that Tristan's people had been following him, and he was aware that every move of his was being watched. But even if Tristan knew, so what? He didn't believe that Tristan, who appeared out of nowhere, could replace the bond between Cynthia and him that had developed over the years.

Lowering his gaze, he noticed the ring on Cynthia's hand. The smile on his face didn't diminish, but his eyes revealed a hint of complex and obscure emotions.

"Dave, are you feeling unwell?" Cynthia asked, looking at Dave.

Dave smiled faintly. "Heard that the old master is in the hospital, so I came to take a look."