My Great Escape Led Me to You (Emily Blair) novel Chapter 470

What did this mean? It meant Tristan Davis had brought that woman back to his place—they’d reached that point.

That woman had shown up early in the morning, and Cynthia Rivera couldn’t help but wonder what on earth the two of them were up to.

Cynthia was shaking with fury. “Is it that woman from the parking lot? Is it her? Are you with her now?”

Tristan only arched a brow, reached for the hairdryer, and calmly continued drying his hair, refusing to answer. “It’s none of your business. You should head home. Your parents called me several times last night worried sick. Go back and let them know you’re safe.”

Cynthia shot to her feet, her voice rising sharply. “I won’t let you be with her!”

Tristan frowned. “Stop yelling. Get dressed and have some breakfast. I’ll have someone drive you home.”

But Cynthia dropped to the floor, wrapping her arms around the coffee table leg. “I’m not leaving! I’m staying right here. I’ll go when you break up with her—not a moment sooner.”

Tristan felt a headache coming on.

Cynthia was the only granddaughter in the Rivera family, spoiled beyond belief and completely unrestrained; her temper was legendary, and he’d never been able to handle her, not even as a kid.

He finished drying his hair and shoved the hairdryer back into the drawer.

“Say whatever you want. My driver will be here in a few minutes—you’re leaving.”

With that, Tristan strode over to the dining table and started in on breakfast, pulling out his phone as he ate.

Cynthia stared at his indifferent back, and suddenly burst into loud, dramatic sobs.

“Tristan Davis, you heartless jerk!”

Tristan heard her crying but only furrowed his brow, unmoved. He tapped open his phone to check his messages.

At the top of his chats was Emily Blair. She’d sent him a message.

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