Chapter 85

"M-Mr. Burtman?" It was a man's voice. Tristan narrowed his cold eyes. "Give the phone to its owner." Daniel stiffened. It really was Tristan's voice. But why did it sound so grim? It was so frightening. Quickly, Daniel shoved the phone into Genevieve's hands and gave her a smug look. So what if she had Tristan's number? From his voice earlier, it was clear that he despised this woman. Who knew where she might have stolen that number from? Genevieve shot Daniel a strange look at his smug expression, then put the phone to her ear. "Hello?" "Who was that just now?" She paused for a second and answered, "That was Daniel, the manager from the construction site. Why?" Tristan loosened his tie, asking indifferently, "What did you call me for?" "Oh, didn't you make me your assistant on the construction site? Daniel didn't believe it, so we're just calling you to confirm it." He sneered. "You called me for this?" She froze for a moment as she held the phone. What else could it