My Great Escape Led Me to You (Emily Blair) novel Chapter 483

Tristan Davis froze for a second, totally caught off guard. “What?”

Elizabeth Wilson let out a snort of laughter, shooting a look at Xavier Gonzalez. “You’re way too obvious, you know that? Even I can tell—you’re trying to win over Emily Blair, aren’t you?”

Tristan’s brows knitted together and his ears turned a slow shade of red. He lowered his voice and asked, “You all figured it out?”

Elizabeth kept signaling at Xavier, undeterred. “It’s written all over your face. You’d have to be blind not to see it.”

Tristan fell silent for a moment, then muttered under his breath, “So, everyone else gets it, but she doesn’t.”

“Who doesn’t get it?” Elizabeth’s patience snapped, her frown deepening. But her irritation wasn’t directed at Tristan—it was for Xavier.

How could Xavier be so dense? She’d been giving him every signal under the sun, but he just stared back at her, completely clueless and looking as innocent as a puppy.

“No one,” Tristan said, turning away and glancing in the direction Emily Blair had gone.

Elizabeth gritted her teeth and shot Xavier a glare so sharp it could cut steel.

Xavier scratched the back of his head, flustered. “Uh… Are your eyes bothering you or something?”

Elizabeth nearly threw her hands up in defeat.

She spun around and grabbed Tristan by the arms, catching him off guard. Then she glared over her shoulder at Xavier. “Seriously? You still don’t get it? Did you not hear what Emily just said? Get over here and help me hold him. Don’t let him follow her.”

Elizabeth was about ready to lose it. The whole point of her wild gesturing was to get Xavier to pin Tristan down before he realized what was happening—at least long enough to keep him from running after Emily.

She’d honestly thought that after all these years of friendship, Xavier would pick up on her signals. Apparently, she’d overestimated him; Xavier was just that straightforward—her hints had gone right over his head.

Elizabeth was unmoved. “You can drop the act.”

Tristan, out of patience, dropped the pretense. “Seriously, you already figured it out. I pissed her off a few days ago and I still haven’t managed to make it up to her. Why would I follow her now?”

Elizabeth smiled sweetly. “Xavier, keep holding him.”

Xavier nodded, “Right, got it.”

Tristan hung his head and forced a smile. “I mean it, I’m not lying. I wasn’t planning to chase after her—I just asked, that’s all.”

No one replied. Xavier alternated between staring at the floor and glancing up at the sky, then sent a nervous glance at Elizabeth, looking like a kid cornered by the principal.

Tristan finally closed his eyes in surrender. “Look, can you let me go now? There are a ton of your colleagues around here. If anyone’s watching, word’s probably already spreading through your office group chat. This really doesn’t look great for team morale.”