Tristan's anger was smoldering. It reflected on his face which was red with rage. His eyes narrowed and his teeth clenched together as he continued looking at the package he received.
In just a brief mont, Tristan marched out of his study room in a hurry.
Bam!
He slamd the door so hard that it created a loud sound. The wall even shook a little from the force he applied to closing the door.
FaMo saw Tristan leaving his study room with a dark expression. He was clutching sothing in his hand as he walked out of the main door.
"Eh, what happened to him? Where is he going?" FaMo asked himself, watching Tristan's retreating back until he vanished from his sight.
Thinking that it was not too serious, FaMo just continued walking to their bedroom.
anwhile, Tristan left the mansion in a hurry. Since he had already recovered, he could drive his car now.
With a speed of 200 km per hour, Tristan reached his destination for just a short period of ti.
He parked his car in front of the Sy Corp building. He stepped out of his car in hurried footsteps, going inside the building.
Although the package's sender was anonymous, Tristan had already figured out who sent it the mont he saw the thing inside it.
Tristan even ignored the guards who were trying to ask his purpose for coming. He headed straight to the elevator with his hands balled into fists.
He couldn't believe that Clifford would do this kind of dirty trick. He was fuming with rage. He wanted to beat the hell out of him.
Tristan slamd his eyes shut. His body was trembling and his heart was pounding so hard as if there was a rush of adrenaline inside of him.
For him, the lift was taking a lot of ti. He wished he could fly or teleport inside Clifford's office once again. He couldn't wait to see that man's face.
One minute…
Two minutes…
…
...
Ding!
The door opened and Tristan stepped out, dashing towards Clifford's Office.
anwhile, Clifford and Dexter were finalizing so reports when an uninvited guest suddenly barged in.
Clifford frowned as soon as the angry-looking Tristan ca into his view.
"What are you-"
Clifford was not able to finish his words as Tristan's balled fist landed on his right jaw right away. Tristan punched him hard on his face.
Clifford didn't see it coming! Even Dexter was caught off guard. He was not able to stop Tristan from punching his boss.
But Tristan didn't stop. With his other hand, he grabbed Clifford on his collar. Then he threw another punch on him.
Tristan threw several punches as if he was a street thug who just loved violence. His eyes were bloodshot. He was gritting his teeth.
Clifford received several hits on his face. His lips were already bleeding, including his nose. But he also tried to fight back, blocking the next punches of Tristan.
Everything inside his office beca chaotic. The two n started fighting, throwing punches at each other. But Tristan's rage overpowered him.
Dexter called the security before trying to stop the two CEOs who were fighting in front of him.
But Tristan had no plan of stopping. Even Dexter received a hard punch from him when he tried to separate him from Clifford.
Who would have thought that the happy-go-lucky CEO of the Heavenly Star Enterprise could punch really hard.
He also noticed that Tristan's strength was fueled by his rage.
'Damn! Where are the securities! I can't hold Tristan for too long.' Dexter thought to himself.
He was trying to restrain Tristan's hands, not allowing him to throw another punch on Clifford.
On the other hand, Clifford still managed to smile while watching the enraged Tristan. It was a kind of smile that was provoking Tristan more.
From his reaction, Clifford could tell that Tristan already received and saw the package he sent him.
He spat so blood on the floor before wiping the blood on his lips and nose using the sleeve of his white suit.
"I will kill you, Clifford! I will kill you! How dare you touch my wife?!! How dare you!!!
Tristan yelled at him through his gritted teeth. He was still struggling from Dexter's hold.
It did not take long when the security personnel arrived, helping Dexter in restraining Tristan who was still going wild.
Clifford didn't say anything. He just smirked at him mockingly.
"Call the police, and report this incident. I will press charges for physical assault and for trespassing against Mr. Davis." Clifford commanded Dexter.
Dexter, who was puzzled about what was going on between the two, just obediently followed his boss' command.
He knew that Tristan Davis would be in trouble because of this incident. His boss wanted to put him behind the bars today for the punches he received from Tristan.
Tristan was brought out of Clifford's office by the security personnel. In the lobby, Tristan was arrested by the Police Officers who ca to respond.
Tristan had no choice but to follow the cops. He didn't think of the consequence of his actions. His anger clouded his mind.
All he wanted to do at that ti was beat Clifford to death. Tristan was in turmoil. While he was being transferred to the police precincts, Tristan could only watch his fist, covered by Clifford's blood.
After a few seconds, tears fell from the corners of his eyes. He wanted to scream and shout. His heart was in so much pain right now.
Those pictures… those pictures… he couldn't take those pictures out of his mind.
He knew this was another sche by Clifford to create conflict between Zhen-Zhen and him. Tristan didn't want to admit it but he was really affected by what he had seen.
'What happened? What happened between Zhen-Zhen and Clifford? Are those pictures true?'
Tristan buried his face using his hands. His mind was in shambles right now. He couldn't think clearly.
"What happened??? Why? Why?"
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