Tristan smiled at her words. He could see she was no longer as irritated as before.
"How's your first day?"
Tristan couldn't stop thinking about her all day but was too afraid to call. He didn't want to risk bothering her, afraid she would be in a bad mood.
Bella faintly smiles at his question. Her first day felt like a rollercoaster because Laura's manager succeeded in ruining her mood early in the morning.
"Well, your woman, Ms. Kiels, gives me a headache—" Bella stopped her words when she saw Tristan's displeased expression.
Tristan pressed the button, and slowly, a divider appeared, separating them from the front row.
After making sure they were safe to speak without the driver, the bodyguard could hear them. Tristan turned to see Bella, his serious gaze surprising her.
"Bella, please. How many times should I tell you that I don't have a relationship with that woman? What should I do to make you believe it?"
