Chapter 200 We’re Getting Closer to the Truth

The moment Tristan re-entered the room, Nova rushed up to him, her voice trembling with urgency. "Tristan, I need to—" But Tristan didn't let her finish. He gently interrupted, grabbing her jacket and draping it over her shoulders before leading her out of the office. "Honey, we'll talk about this later, okay? But first, put on your jacket. It's already getting chilly, and I don't want you catching a cold." Autumn had arrived, and the evening air was cooler. Still in a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, Nova hadn't thought to wear warmer clothes. To her surprise, Tristan took her to a private dining room at a nearby restaurant instead of heading home. "Tristan, can we just go back home?" Nova said, fidgeting uncomfortably. She stopped in her tracks, unwilling to move any further. Cleo was still at home, and after everything she'd gone through today—especially after being so terrified by Evelyn—Nova worried about leaving her alone for too long. The last thing she wanted was for some