Chapter 59

He practically insulted Jameson to his face by challenging his integrity as a man. Under the table, I tightened my grip on the napkin instinctively. For a split second, I feared that Jameson might lash out and flip the table. My mind went blank and I instinctively reached to grab Tristan's hand. The moment my hands touched his, his fingers wrapped around mine firmly as if to reassure me that everything would be fine. I instantly felt my stress melt away. I lifted my gaze and saw Jameson's expression darkened. Moments later, he finally muttered, "You're not aware of the full story, Mr. Zook." Tristan adjusted his glasses and replied, "I just returned to the country, so there are many things I'm not fully aware of. I won't make rash judgments." He shifted his gaze toward me. "What I do know is that I won't let her get hurt again." He then turned back to Jameson and added, "Do you think you can do that, Mr. Brown?" The anger in Jameson's eyes was instantly replaced with di