Tristan nodded at Geoffrey before excusing himself to Bella.
"I’m sorry, I need to go. There’s sothing important I need to talk about with Geoffrey. I will ask Noora to co and accompany you..." He feels terrible for leaving her alone.
"It’s fine, Tristan. But no need to ask Noora to accompany . I feel sleepy now; I want to go upstairs to nap."
"Alright, let walk you upstairs," Tristan smiled and walked her to their bedroom before rushing to his ho office.
When Tristan entered his ho office, he saw Reid sitting there with his unusual nervous expression.
Reid stood up to greet him. "Boss, I’m sorry to bother you on the weekend," he said in a polite tone that failed to hide the anxiety in his eyes.
"It’s alright. I know you won’t bother my weekend unless it’s urgent. What is it?" Tristan asked as he took a seat across from Reid. He knew that if Reid had hurried to his house, there was news that couldn’t be discussed over the phone.
"It’s about our investigation of the Dark Rose Club," Reid said, pausing briefly as he noticed Tristan’s calm expression slowly turning dark.
He added, "We have confird that the person following Madam is connected to Dark Skull. Mad Dog has resurfaced, sir!"
Reid was unable to hide his worry as he confird their suspicions. The person they had been investigating led them to their old formidable enemy, The Dark Skull gangster. Their leader’s na was Mad Dog, or so people call him Marco.
However, even though they know his na, they never see his real face. Marco always disguises himself when he appears in public.
Reid waited for Tristan to respond, but several minutes passed without a word. Instead, Tristan looked outside, lost in thought.
He continued to report, "We are now focused on monitoring the remaining mbers of Dark Skull in areas associated with the Dark Rose Club. I hope we will have results in a few days because we now have a clear goal. We know that these people are hiding under a new na."
Tristan finally returned his gaze to Reid and instructed, "Understood. You can prepare the main team. We need them to take action as we did a few years ago. I need to call my contact in the military. They need to be inford about this. Marco resurfacing could be a threat to our nation."
"Consider it done, sir!" Reid was about to leave, but Tristan stopped him.
"I will be moving out of this house in a few days. You need to talk to Geoffrey about assigning people to guard my old house. I want it completely secured and impenetrable," Tristan said.
"Yes, Boss, I will discuss and execute it with Geoffrey imdiately," Reid responded. He was already aware of the plan and had everything prepared.
Tristan then discussed more details about his family’s security team with Reid. He also asked Reid to guard a few mbers of his and Bella’s family in another city. He was concerned that Mad Dog might target them.
After Reid left his office, Tristan didn’t leave imdiately. He made a few phone calls to his military friend who had helped him in the past and discussed their plan to clean up this threat.
He only left his office when Geoffrey ca to inform him about dinner ti.
Taken aback, he looked at the now dark sky; he had spoken too long with his old friend.
Only the three of them were in the dining room tonight, as Lewis and William had already left for their own houses.
Tristan joined them after he adjusted his expression. He didn’t show his anxiety about what was happening out there to Bella.
"Everything is alright?" Bella asks Tristan when he sits beside her.
Tristan gently stroked her back before leaning closer and whispering, "Nothing to worry about. I need you to hurry to eat; we don’t want the twins to protest again." He smiled at her before focusing on his son.
He started eating while having a light chat with Dax, occasionally putting a few slices of grilled steak on Bella’s plate and pretending not to notice her doubts.
Many things were on Tristan’s mind, but he tried not to show them, especially to Bella. He doesn’t want her getting unnecessarily stressed.
***
The moving day finally arrived.
Lewis Sinclair was the most excited about the moving day. Early in the morning, he had already co to Tristan and Bella’s residence, ready to welco them.
"When are they coming?" Lewis asked, looking at his son, William Sinclair, sitting opposite him.
"Father, would you mind being more patient? You’ve asked about it ten tis. I will tell you when they co, okay? Please, no need to ask again." William Sinclair calmly and patiently said.
William Sinclair felt amused as he looked at his father, who acted like a boy waiting for his present to arrive.
Lewis cleared his throat, ignoring William’s words. He sat restlessly, looking outside, eager to be the first to know when Bella and Dax arrived.
Not long after, Alan, his butler, inford them that Tristan’s car had crossed the gate.
Lewis Sinclair rushed to the main door, followed by William.
...
"Mom, look, there are Grandpa and Great-Grandpa," Dax, excited in the car, saw them outside. "Why are they here? Are they going to live with us?" he asked innocently.
Bella smiled on hearing his words.
"No, they will not live with us. But we are moving near their house, just like Grandpa Isaac’s house, in our old house. You can visit their house anyti you want."
"Wow! That sounds great."
"Hmm, you have a huge place to explore in this area. You will like it," Bella said.
"Alright, let’s get off," Tristan said as he stopped the car near the main door. Then, he imdiately stepped out and opened the door for them.
Within seconds, Dax was no longer visible; he had entered the house with his two grandfathers right by his side.
anwhile, Bella stood in her place, looking around the house’s front yard to recollect her mories of the house. She noticed that not much had changed.
Being in this place made her feel like she had been transported to the past, but now, she no longer felt afraid or uncomfortable being here. Everything was different now, with Tristan standing beside her, protecting her, and loving her unconditionally.
"Welco back, my dear love—"
Tristan’s words seed to pull Bella out of her thoughts. She turned to look at him and went inside, following his lead while holding hands.
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