Chapter 501
Tristan didn’t wait for Bryan outside; instead, he entered the car and tried to rest his eyes.
However, his mind couldn’t rest; it was filled with thoughts of his wife. He glanced at his phone several times, checking for any messages from her.
Each time Tristan checked his phone and found no messages from Bella, he felt a wave of relief. He didn’t want her to be awake and worrying about him at this late hour.
After another five minutes, Geoffrey stood outside, knocked on the window, and brought Tristan back from his thoughts as he lowered the car window.
“Master, Bryan has just reported that they are clear of the house, and there is only one person inside—the man who guards it p>
Tristan silently took a deep sigh. He suddenly felt exhausted upon hearing that the person they were chasing was not in the house either. Annoyance increasingly filled his heart as their failures continued.
“Okay, let’s head home. I’m worried my wife will wake up before I arrive,” said Tristan. He was about to roll up the window when Geoffrey stopped him.
“Sir, Bryan said you need to come inside. There’s something he needs to show you p>
“What is it?” Tristan asked, looking confused.
“He didn’t explain in detail, but it’s about the man we’re chasing, Marco p>
Tristan immediately stepped out of the car and followed Geoffrey into the house without further questioning.
A man led them to the home office, where they found Bryan standing near the desk with a laptop still open.
“Boss, I found something you should see.” The tension in Bryan’s expression was evident as he stepped back to let Tristan get closer to the table.
As Tristan noticed the paper on the table, his heart started racing. He read the handwritten message: “Tristan Sinclair, you took what’s mine. I’ll take what’s yours, too p>
He clenched his fists, feeling an overwhelming surge of anger. The paper would have turned to ash if his gaze could ignite flames. He was seething with anger but could not lash out at the moment.
“Boss, Sir…” Bryan’s voice quivered, breaking through Tristan’s fear and anger. “Look at the screensaver p>
Tristan glanced at the laptop screen and felt his blood run cold. There were no words to describe his devastation and fury as he saw Bella and Dax’s picture as the screensaver—the old picture from when the three of them went to the restaurant.
Looking at the laptop screen, Geoffrey couldn’t hold back his shock and muttered softly, “What the hell! How did he get this picture p>
“Bro, you should change your question, ’Since when did he know about Dax?’” Bryan said. He believed Marco already knew about Bella because that person had been tailing them for months.
Tristan’s hands clenched into tight fists before he called Max. He wants Max to find Marco no matter what.
After talking to Max for a few minutes and giving him lots of instructions, he finally hung up. Then, he asked Bryan to clean up any evidence in the house that could be connected to him.
Now, he just had to wait for Max to track down the real Marco. They were aware that the man had been at that location—he had left just thirty minutes before.
’You want to threaten my family? Go ahead, see if you have the ability to do so!’ Tristan muttered inwardly as he walked out of the house, with Geoffrey following closely behind.
When Bella woke up in the morning, Tristan’s broad pec was the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes.
A smile appeared on her lips as she realized she had slept with his arm as her pillow and his arms around her.
“Hubby, when did you return?” Bella whispered softly, as if she were talking to herself, worried about waking him.
Bella remembered that she had waited for him until three in the morning, so he must have returned sometime afterward.
Worried about waking Tristan, Bella didn’t dare make a single move. She ignored the clock, even though it was almost seven in the morning. Besides, she still felt slightly sleepy. She closed her eyes again and continued to sleep.
It didn’t take long before Tristan’s eyes opened. He was grateful he had arrived just a few minutes before she awoke.
After feeling her no longer moving and her heart beating calmly, he also closed his eyes, trying to sleep. However, his mind couldn’t stop imagining the threat from that damn Marco.
An hour later, Bella woke up again and was speechless as she looked at Tristan, who was still fast asleep. Slowly, she managed to release herself from his tight embrace without waking him and made her way to the bathroom to freshen up.
Even after she had finished cleaning up and changed into her casual clothes, Tristan was still asleep.
Bella felt sorry, seeing him look so exhausted. She quietly left the room and headed to the dining room. She was famished! It was already past eight in the morning.
She didn’t encounter anyone in the dining room, but she found that breakfast had already been prepared for her and Tristan.
A note from Noora on the table informed her that Dax was now at his grandpa’s house.
While enjoying her healthy breakfast, Bella checked her cell phone and noticed Sam and Leo had tried calling her several times.
Her heart skipped a beat when she saw their repeated calls.
“Is there a problem at the office?” Bella mumbled to herself. She didn’t rush to call them back but finished her breakfast.
Shortly after, she went to the living room with her mango juice and decided to call Leo since he had tried to reach her more times than Sam.
“Oh my God, Bella…” Leo’s voice sounded worried and upset. “Finally, you called me. Are you okay there p>
Bella was confused hearing his question.
“Yeah, I’m fine. I just finished my breakfast. Why do you sound so worried? Did something happen at the company?” she asked.
“Yes! Bad things happened at the office p>
Leo’s response was enough to make Bella’s heart race.