My Great Escape Led Me to You (Emily Blair) novel Chapter 914

Seeing it with his own eyes, every detail Elizabeth Wilson had described unfolded right before him.

Elizabeth had said that, because of the collaboration, Albert Rivera often dined with Emily Blair—and that he’d started sending her flowers, too.

Imagination was one thing; witnessing it in person was something else entirely.

A slow-burn anger simmered in Tristan Davis’s chest.

“Who ordered takeout?”

Tristan’s voice drifted through the room, cool and quiet. Emily glanced over at him. “What’s wrong, are you hungry?”

He didn’t answer, just kept his gaze fixed on her. Albert looked down, smiling slightly. “Emily hadn’t eaten before she came tonight, so I ordered something for her. She’s always liked this place’s brunch menu.”

Emily chimed in, “Yeah, we’ve pretty much finished everything already. If you wanted some, you’re out of luck.”

Tristan fell silent again.

Emily couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off about him tonight.

“What’s up with you?” she asked, searching his expression.

He pressed his lips together, still refusing to speak.

Judging by his sharp suit, Emily figured he’d come straight from some formal event. Maybe he’d run into trouble at work, she thought.

Albert stepped in to break the tension. “Let’s tidy up first. We can talk outside—it’s getting late.”

Emily’s tone lightened. “Sounds good.”

Tristan watched them clean up, his face unreadable, silently noting just how in sync the two of them seemed.

Once they finished, Emily walked over to him. “All done. Let’s go.”

Tristan followed her out, still brooding and silent.

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