Chapter 213 Are You Okay?

"Suit yourself." Tristan rose, smoothing his suit jacket without a flicker of emotion. "I don't care." With that, he turned away, leaving a roomful of shock and Spencer's barely contained fury sealed behind him. It was only after he left the Leigh estate and got into the car that the composure finally drained from his face. He pulled out his phone and called Kent. "Assign a team. I want 24-hour surveillance on Cressida," he said coldly. "Protect her and stay out of sight. If anything seems suspicious, report it directly to me." He hung up and stared out the window at the city lights streaking past. The pressure around him sank to a suffocating low. Tristan knew his father too well. Spencer was the kind of man who would do anything to get what he wanted. If the direct approach failed, he would resort to underhanded tactics. Tristan couldn't allow anything to happen to Cressida again. … The night wind carried a faint chill. Cressida stepped out of the lounge bar and saw Tristan