Chapter 67: Chapter 67

In all of Westchester City, only Odell could best Tristan at anything. Tara refused to believe that Sylvia had no feelings for Odell. A while later, Tara regained her composure and said to Odell, “Who would have expected her to reject Tristan? Did she really just reject him because of his parents? Tristan is a great man, and based on my understanding of Sylvia, I believe it’s impossible for her not to have any feelings for him.” Odell looked at her. “Are you saying that Sylvia is playing hard to get?” His gaze looked sharper than usual. Tara thought about it and explained nervously, “I’m not saying that. I just think that she has feelings for Tristan, or else why would she have accompanied him to that ball as his partner?

She said she doesn’t like you anymore, which means she’s telling Tristan that there is no one else but him. It will make Tristan think that he still has a chance.”

Odell’s gaze changed. The strange suffocation that he had in his chest suddenly dispersed. He scoffed, and a hint of disgust appeared in his eyes.

“This woman is still as scheming as ever.’

Tristan went blank in the room for quite a while.

He only got up after he slightly recovered from his disappointment.

Coincidentally, he bumped into Tara when he came out.

“Master Tristan, what a coincidence!” Tara greeted him with a smile.

In a foul, mood, Tristan did not want to talk to her, so he simply hummed a reply and was about to leave.

“I saw Sylvia when I came. Are you guys having lunch here?” Tara had a peek at the room that he came out from. Tristan frowned. “It’s none of your business.”

“It’s so beautiful inside. Did you just confess to Sylvia?” Tara then added.

He tightened his lips, the distraught on his face apparent. “I’m sorry, Master Tristan. I didn’t mean anything.” Tara blinked curiously before she whispered her question, “Did Sylvia reject you?” Despite feeling upset, Tristan maintained his basic manners and said while almost teetering on the edge of being impolite, “You don’t need to poke your nose into our business. Just mind your own business and run along with your man.” “Master Tristan, I really don’t mean anything else. I am just saying that I think Sylvia has feelings for you too.”

The words made Tristan’s expression change. He asked, “What makes you think so?”

“I’ve known Sylvia for many years, and I think she has no feelings for Odell anymore. You are a great man yourself, so it’s impossible that she has no feelings for you.” Tara sighed before she added, “I think she rejected you because of her sister.”

“Sonia?”

Tristan recalled that Sonia did turn up at the studio to cause a scene about Sylvia, hence the frown on his face.

“Yeah. Sylvia has been tolerating her sister since they were young. She knew Sonia liked you, so even if she had feelings for you, she would never compete with her sister.”

Tristan knew a thing or two about how Sylvia was doing with her family.

If Sylvia truly wanted to reject him, she could have said that he still liked Odell.

Upon hearing Tara’s explanation, Tristan’s disappointment faded substantially. Although he remained doubtful, he looked at Tara and asked, “Why are you telling me this?”

Tara whispered, “It’s because of me that Odell divorce her, so I feel bad. I don’t want her to have an unhappy life because of me.”

Her excuse was flawless.

She was indeed the reason for Odell and Sylvia’s divorce.

From there, it gave Tristan a chance to pursue Sylvia.

Tristan seemed a lot more at ease after listening to Tara.

“Master Tristan, I hope you won’t give up on Sylvia,” Tara added.

“I won’t give up on her. If I can be with her in the end, I owe you one,” Tristan said and then left in a hurry.

Tara wiped her fake smile away and swapped it for a cold grin.