Chapter 48: Keep Him Company

Tristan let out a cold chuckle, not caring at all about Ashton's words. As he lit up a cigarette, the wispy smoke curled around his striking features, making him look even more enigmatic. Ashton couldn't quite see Tristan's eyes, but he could feel the icy, ruthless stare bearing down on him. Reflexively, Ashton took a step back. With a smirk, Tristan raised an eyebrow and taunted, "Want to make a bet?" Ashton blinked, caught off guard. "On what?" Tristan leaned in, his voice serious as he said, "Let's bet on whether she'll marry me." ... After the chaos at the company settled down, Henry and his supporters stepped out of Layla's life for good. Therefore, she finally gained some well-deserved peace. That was, until a few days later. After work, while Layla was heading to her car in the underground parking lot, she noticed Ashton leaning against it, puffing on a cigarette and blocking her way. She frowned and turned to leave, but he grabbed her arm. "Wait! I need to talk to