Chapter 135

Tristan's Jaguar was positioned in front of the hotel's main entrance as if to flaunt his opulent lifestyle. He grinned and stepped out of the car as he watched Gabriella exit the hotel. Today appeared more exceptional because he was dressed in a white suit and held ninety-nine beautiful red roses tied together by lace. He approached Gabriella, who was taken aback by his appearance. When he noticed her surprised expression, he couldn't help but smile. He casually brushed away some strands of hair from her face. “Is work exhausting?” he gently asked. “Yeah. Every job is exhausting.” Tristan chuckled. “Fair point.” He then handed the roses to her. Gabriella smiled. “Thank you.” “Ninety-nine roses for you.” Gabriella asked, “Ninety-nine? Why didn’t you make it a hundred?” “Guess where the last rose is.” When Gabriella realized what he was trying to say, she nearly rolled her eyes at his overused pick-up line. She smiled sweetly and placed her open palms beneath her chin like the sepals of