Chapter 85

Cassandra could practically feel the countless gazes piercing through her. She breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the hotel. Tristan glanced at her and asked, "How was it? Are you getting used to it?" Cassandra smiled. "I guess." Tristan tightened his grip on her hand. "You don't need to force yourself if you don't want to attend these events anymore." Cassandra only needed to be herself. But she shook her head. "It's okay. It's good to get out and see more." Hearing that, Tristan merely hummed. "Let's go." Soon, they walked away, hand in hand. Clara's gaze was fixed on Tristan. She had frozen in shock after seeing how close and intimate he was with Cassandra. She was really playing in the big leagues now. Clara's expression grew sour. Damn it, why was Cassandra so lucky? Wasn't she supposed to be struggling after Aidan abandoned her? Bitterly, she thought Cassandra must have seduced Tristan, who probably still didn't know her true nature. Tristan showing up at the tea a