Free Web NovelChapter 480: Chapter 480: From This Moment On, I Will Say I Love You (80)
The next day, at LK Group.
Tristan Grayson told Ian Shaw about Archie Lockwood’s background. Ian Shaw shouted so loudly it felt like he was about to bring the office down around them.
"Damn it, Tristan Grayson! Are you sure you’re not telling me the plot of some trashy soap opera?!"
"Do I look like I have that kind of time on my hands?"
"Ahem, well, you never know. You’ve been doing nothing but lazing around at home every day."
"Ian Shaw, I’m being serious with you! Fix your attitude, right now!"
Seeing Tristan Grayson’s expression was about to turn sour, Ian Shaw immediately saluted and shouted in a stern voice, "Sir, yes, sir! Attitude corrected!"
Tristan Grayson suppressed a laugh and nodded. "Good. Then do as I said."
"Yes, sir! I guarantee I’ll dig up everything on Jason Lockwood, down to his damn ancestors eight generations back!" After speaking, Ian Shaw reverted to his usual flippant self. He leaned in close to Tristan Grayson and asked in a low voice, "Tristan, are you sure you’re... normal today?"
Tristan Grayson’s handsome face darkened as he barked coldly, "Ian Shaw, if you’ve got a death wish, just say so!"
"Er—nope! I’ll get right on it, right on it!" With that, Ian Shaw was already up and heading for the door.
Just as he opened the door and was about to rush out, a woman came lunging toward him.
Without a second thought, he reached out, caught the woman tightly by the waist, and casually caressed her pretty face with his free hand. A mocking smile played on his lips as he said, "Miss Joyce, in such a hurry to throw yourself into my arms?"
Hearing this, Aria Joyce’s face darkened. She struggled and cursed, "You damn pervert, let go of me!" Aria Joyce had been about to knock, but the door had suddenly opened, causing her to stumble in unexpectedly.
"Heh, I, Ian Shaw, never turn away a woman who comes knocking. Especially a woman as beautiful as you, Miss Joyce. You want me to let go? Fine. But only if you give me a kiss. If you do, then maybe, just maybe, I’ll consider letting you go."
Ian Shaw’s words made Aria Joyce’s face shift from dark to red and back again. "Ian Shaw, you damn pervert! If you don’t let me go, I’ll make you regret it!"
"Oh? And how will you do that?" Ian Shaw asked, raising a handsome eyebrow nonchalantly.
Tristan Grayson watched the two of them at the doorway, cleared his throat twice, and said coldly, "Ian Shaw, this is not the place to be a scoundrel."
Hearing Tristan Grayson, Ian Shaw nodded in solemn agreement. "Hm, you have a point. Come on, Miss Joyce. Let’s you and I find a more private place to be scoundrels."
"Bastard! You damn pervert, let me go!" Aria Joyce struggled desperately out of Ian Shaw’s grasp. She straightened her clothes and strode quickly toward Tristan Grayson. "Tristan Grayson, is this the kind of friend you keep? He’s a complete embarrassment to you."
"Hah. Miss Joyce, the friends I keep are my business. I don’t need you to concern yourself with it." Tristan Grayson finished with a cold laugh, then glanced at Ian Shaw, who was standing to the side looking utterly innocent. His face grew serious as he continued, "Now, what brings you here today, Miss Joyce?"
Aria Joyce felt a little unsettled by Tristan Grayson’s cold tone, but she kept her emotions in check and said coolly, "I’m here to see you about my brother and Tiana."
The moment he heard Tiana’s name, Tristan Grayson’s expression grew even colder. "What could possibly be wrong with them?"
"Tristan, haven’t you noticed something’s off with those two lately?"
