A Wise Man Submits to Fate

He was angry.

This thought clearly appeared in Cynthia's mind.

He was angry, and now she had to calm him down.

A helpless smile flashed across Cynthia's eyes as she walked straight towards Tristan.

Ian, like a sticky plaster, followed closely behind her.

Before Cynthia could speak, he spoke first, "Mr. Ford, long time no see."

This "long time no see" made Cynthia a little surprised.

But she wasn't so naive as to think that just because of this phrase, the two of them were old friends who hadn't met for a long time.

She wasn't sure whether Ian did it intentionally or accidentally, but he finally stood next to her.

A smile played on his handsome face, but beneath the smile, there was a hint of provocation.

Cynthia furrowed her brow slightly, a layer of coldness forming in her eyes. Did this person not understand the boundaries between men and women?

She walked up to Tristan and took his hand.