Chapter 93
I rose from the piano bench and made my way toward Tristan. Feeling nervous, my palms were sweaty, and my chest tightened uncomfortably.
I knew I couldn't afford to lose my composure under the circumstances. If I did, it would look bad on me—and Tristan as well.
As soon as Tristan spotted Jameson, he raised his wine glass in acknowledgment and offered a smile that concealed a hidden meaning.
Then, he called to me gently, "Wyn, come over here."
The composed expression on Jameson's face instantly darkened. He looked at me in disbelief. By then, I had already reached Tristan's side.
Tristan gestured for me to take his arm. He then looked at Jameson, who looked extremely shocked, though a faint smile still lingered on his lips.
"Wyn, don't worry," he reassured me.
I fought to control my rising panic and nodded instinctively. It was impossible not to feel anxious, but I knew deep down that I could trust Tristan.
I knew he wouldn't invite Jameson over to embarrass me or provoke him w
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