Chapter 112 Who Did She Think She Is

Tristan leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers soundlessly against the desk. So, Cressida had lived through two kidnappings. One was dismissed by everyone as a scheme she staged herself. While the other, which she had reported to the police, vanished without any resolution. No wonder she would do anything to get her revenge and hoard money like a lifeline. For someone who had crawled out of hell not only once, but twice, she only trusted no one but herself. … Cressida was driving, entering heavy city traffic. She had just left the bank and confirmed that Leigh Group's design payment had come through to her account. She wasted no time and transferred that sum, along with everything she had left, into Daphne's account. Yet, after settling the transaction, Cressida was still troubled. The image of Tristan's face kept surfacing in her mind at the worst moments. Every question he asked at the restaurant struck a nerve in her. Not only did he know about K, but he even pieced th