Flirted Wrong, Married Right Chapter 743: Let’s Have a Meal Together

Keith Donovan abruptly stopped and turned to look at Tristan Hawthorne.

Seeing Tristan Hawthorne’s expression, Keith Donovan snapped, "You’re even more insufferable than Jas Grant. I said so much, and all you heard was Yara Reagan?"

Tristan Hawthorne chuckled, "Sorry, just curious, please continue."

"Anyway..." Keith Donovan cald down after being interrupted, "I’m not against him getting Evelyn Clayton back, but not the way he’s doing it, right? At Harvestide, he’s planning to drop everything, not caring about hundreds of people who need to eat."

Tristan Hawthorne didn’t agree, raising an eyebrow, "Harvestide is running quite smoothly now, and since you’re the vice president, it should be fine with you there, right?"

Keith Donovan exploded, "Do you think I’m your slave?"

"No, no." Tristan Hawthorne quickly reassured him, "I just think you’re capable and the second-in-command at Harvestide, it’s a complint."

Keith Donovan let out a cold snort.

Tristan Hawthorne smiled warmly, "Alright, if there’s nothing else, why don’t we talk about Yara Reagan?"

Keith Donovan: "... What, are you still not giving up?"

"That’s quite harsh," Tristan Hawthorne smirked, "Since I’m here, isn’t it inappropriate not to et? Besides, if it helps foster so feelings and those two reconcile, Jas can return naturally, right? And this way, you and Lynn Yates will have a chance too."

Keith Donovan was at a loss for words.

Earlier, he hadn’t ntioned how Jas Grant’s words had affected him, only glossing over it, leaving him sowhat speechless now.

After a while, Keith Donovan grumbled, "They might not want to see you."

"You never know," Tristan Hawthorne still remained indifferent, with a slight smile, "Don’t forget, there’s cooperation between Gem and my side, Yara Reagan wouldn’t be that disrespectful."

Keith Donovan thought for a mont and realized it was true.

Thinking it over, Keith Donovan hesitated, "How about arranging a eting? Maybe it could ease things..."

The two quickly agreed.

anwhile, in Sharon’s hospital ward.

Having slept enough during the day, Sharon was full of energy at night, playing gas with Pauline Warren and Evelyn Clayton.

Yara Reagan and Iris Lockwood, of course, weren’t spared either, diligently sitting on the sofa mixing toy paint for Sharon to use for painting later.

Soon, Yara Reagan’s phone rang.

She glanced at it and furrowed her brows.

At that mont, Evelyn Clayton looked over and casually asked, "What’s wrong?"

Yara Reagan glanced at Pauline Warren and Sharon, declined the call, and said, "Nothing, an unknown number, I don’t know who."

She dropped the subject, but Evelyn Clayton was concerned.

In the early hours, when Sharon finally fell asleep, Evelyn Clayton saw Yara Reagan and Iris Lockwood out.

At the hospital’s exit, Evelyn Clayton asked about the call again.

"It was from Tristan Hawthorne," Yara Reagan replied with a doubtful expression, "No idea what he wants, haven’t heard from him in forever."

Iris Lockwood was curious, "Why not call back and find out?"

Yara Reagan: "He might be asleep by now?"

Iris Lockwood said, "Not necessarily, it wasn’t early when he called you, was it?"

Hearing this, Yara Reagan hesitated for a while but eventually decided to call Tristan Hawthorne back.

The call was quickly answered.

Iris Lockwood had a "see, I told you" look and mouthed for Yara Reagan to turn on the speaker.

After turning on the speaker, Yara Reagan asked, "Mr. Hawthorne, you called earlier, I couldn’t answer then, is there sothing you need?"

"I’m in Aethelburg," Tristan Hawthorne chuckled, "Do you have ti to co out for a al?"