"Tristan Quartararo, where are you going with that handsome look?"

From the doorway of her room, Aurora rebuked when she saw Tristan, who looked down the stairs. Looking closely, it seems like someone is about to leave the house. As the woman had mentioned earlier, Tristan looked presentable tonight.

Wrapped in semi-formal clothes with messy undercut hair, the man seemed perfect. Ah no. Tristan is always handsome in every appearance.

"I want to go to dinner," he replied, stopping in front of Aurora's room.

"With Sophia?"

"Yeah, you're right," Tristan answered with a nod. Before long, he saw Aurora's face slowly turn sullen. He pursed his lips as if he...