Chapter 676 Are You Still Unaware
Audrey turned back to glance at Triston, who bowed his head and remained silent.
He honestly had no idea what Andrea had given his mother. No matter how he tried to persuade his mother these days, she showed no intention of breaking off the engagement.
He didnât care about the opinions of his family. In the past, he would let it be if they didnât want to break off the engagement. After all, it was no use in upholding a false reputation. Anyway, they couldnât force him into a marriage.
However, things were different now; he might not care, but Audrey did. Anything Audrey cared about, he had to take seriously.
Audreyâs gaze fell casually on Andrea, who was walking toward her. âMiss Silva, what a coincidence. I didnât expect to see you here,â she said in a calm tone.
Andrea smiled faintly and gracefully replied, âNot really a coincidence. Miss Swann, I came specifically to visit you but didnât expect to run into you in the parking lot. Judging by your appearance, are you about to be discharged?â
Andrea always maintained a high posture and was full of smiles, leaving Audrey no choice but to reciprocate. Otherwise, she would have lost and ended up looking bad.
Audrey smiled warmly and said, âYes. I prepare to go home and recuperate. What a pity. Miss Silva, you wonât be able to visit your fiancé in my ward anymore.â
Triston stood behind Audrey. When he heard the term âfiancé,â beads of cold sweat dripped directly from his forehead. Without thinking, he stepped forward and exclaimed, âI donât know who Miss Silvaâs fiancé is, but itâs not me. I canât afford a girl like Miss Silva. Please donât put that kind of label on me.â
His disdainful expression, as if a plague tainted him, made Andreaâs hand clench tightly at her side. She forced herself to swallow the anger and turned to Audrey with a smile. âMiss Swann, since youâre leaving the hospital, how about we find a place for coffee?â
Audrey stood with one hand in her pocket, casting a sidelong glance at Andrea. âMiss Silva, we canât really be considered friends, can we? If that is the case, why should I give you the face to agree to you?â
Even though Audrey was no big shot, she was a somewhat famous actress, the Swannsâ young lady. Who did Andrea think she was? Why did Audrey have to go just because Andrea invited her?
The smile on Andreaâs face froze at this moment, cracking inch by inch, disappearing.
Andrea didnât want things to turn awkward, but Audrey wasnât showing her any respect. âMiss Swann, you arenât interested in me. But what about Ms. Rachael?â she asked.
Audreyâs gaze turned gloomy as she sharply looked straight at Andrea. â What do you mean?â
âNo hidden meanings. I just want to invite you for a cup of coffee,â Andrea replied.
Audrey didnât understand why Andrea suddenly brought up her mother, Rachael, but she was sure it wasnât for anything good. After a brief hesitation, Audrey agreed.
âThereâs a place right at the entrance. Letâs go,â she said.
Although Audrey agreed, Andrea didnât immediately move. She glanced in the direction behind Audrey.
Audrey sensed Andreaâs concern about Triston and turned back to him, saying, âWait for me in the car.â
Triston initially wanted to refuse but was silenced by a look from Audrey. He shrugged and swallowed back the words that came to his lips.
Andrea stood aside and observed Tristonâs actions. Every time they met before, Triston presented himself as a carefree, domineering figure. Given his background and talent, she always thought that was his true nature.
However, she never expected him to be like this in front of Audrey. He was like a man madly in love. He tenderly cared for Audrey, his every action careful.
Triston knew he could not dissuade Audrey, so he looked at Andrea. However, when his gaze shifted toward Andrea, the warmth turned into a sharpness, like two swords thrusting sharply at Andrea, full of a strong warning.
Andrea silently laughed. Her heart was stung, and she even forgot how to breathe. This was the first time she was satisfied with the future husband her family had arranged, but his heart wasnât in it.
Triston, not trusting Audrey to walk alone, personally escorted her to the nearby coffee shop before leaving under Audreyâs threatening gaze.
The injury on Audreyâs hand hadnât healed yet, preventing her from having coffee. She ordered hot water instead. After taking a sip, she calmly said, âHe has left. Speak your mind.â
Andrea had tried to contact Triston these days, but she couldnât reach him no matter how she tried. Triston not only avoided meeting her but also blocked her calls. He even warned his friends that whoever told her about his whereabouts would be cut off.
Triston rarely spoke so sternly within their circle. His casual and good- tempered personality seldom turned this serious. This sudden declaration made everyone silent. After all, no one would dare offend him.
Andrea was forced to turn to Audrey as a last resort. She knew that finding Audrey increased the chances of finding Triston. âMiss Swann, the marriage between Triston and me is beneficial to both our families. Itâs inevitable. I advise you to withdraw sooner rather than later.â
Audrey coldly laughed and looked out the window. âWithdraw? Donât you find it ridiculous?â
She opened her purse, took out a card, and handed it to Andrea. âIâve acted in plenty of romantic dramas. Today, Iâm applying what Iâve learned in reality. I heard the Silvas arenât doing well economically.â
Andreaâs face immediately darkened, and her words became harsher. âMiss Swann, what do you mean? Are you trying to buy me off?â
Audrey lightly laughed, confidence shining on her face. âDonât get me wrong. I wouldnât stoop so low. Thereâs ten million dollars in this card. Take it. Iâm entrusting you with a task. As long as you can get Triston away and stop him from bothering me, this money is yours.â
It was a ruthless move, causing Andreaâs heart to collapse. Seeing Andrea forcefully suppressing her anger, Audrey was amused and thought, âHow dare you say something so offensive to me? You shouldnât know who my sister is, right?â
Andrea had always considered herself a noble member of Loxton. She looked down on Audrey, thinking she was a parvenu from the countryside.
But how could Audrey, the daughter from the Swanns of Casier, be belittled by someone like Andrea?
If the Silvas were short on money, desperate enough to send their daughter to marry into the Lamberts, then Audrey would use money to strike at Andreaâs pride.
Andrea tried hard to swallow her anger. She initially thought Audrey was weak but never expected her to have such a strong side.
âMiss Swann, with so much money, why do you allow your mother to swagger around using Tristonâs name for deception?â asked Andrea.
Audreyâs expression froze, her brows furrowed into a tight knot. âWhat do you mean?â
âMiss Swann, are you still unaware?â Andrea felt triumphant but looked at Audrey calmly. She then proceeded to reveal everything Rachel had been doing in Casier during this time.