Chapter 211 What Can I Do for You, Ms. Willow

"Me picking on Kieran?" Tristan asked. Leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets, he looked at her calmly and said, "I was just making conversation. How does that make me sound like I'm picking on him?" "You call that making conversation? You're practically interrogating him," Cressida shot back. "Oh? Does that bother you?" he asked, stepping forward and trapping her between himself and the door. "Kieran is my friend, a very good friend. I don't want you treating him like that." Cressida looked up at him, her expression serious. "Friend?" Tristan scoffed. "Are you really that naive? Are you telling me that's how a friend looks at another?" "We've known each other for years. That's just how he is." She saw nothing wrong with Kieran's behavior. "Fine. He's just a friend." Tristan was too lazy to argue the point. "Since he's a friend, I'll watch my tone next time." Tristan's sudden willingness to back down felt unnatural, leaving Cressida strangely unsettled. "You pr