Chapter 63

But it wasn't the time to think too much, so Jack quickly told a maid to fetch Cassandra. She happened to be coming in from the backyard. The moment she stepped into the hall, Tristan's eyes immediately locked onto her. His gaze was deep and complex, carrying a trace of concern that was easy to miss. "Cassandra," Tristan called softly, his voice low and magnetic. Cassandra had previously told him she didn't want to go public for now. Tristan understood that if others knew about her identity, it would likely cause her unnecessary trouble. Cassandra was momentarily stunned to see him. Was he back from his trip? How did he even know about Helena's birthday banquet? It genuinely caught her off guard. Tristan looked at her and said quietly, "Today is Mrs. Callum Senior's birthday banquet. Why didn't you tell me?" She paused, then replied, "You were away on business. I thought it'd be fine if I came on our behalf." Tristan's expression darkened slightly, and there was a trace of displ