Chapter 220

Rumor had it that Tristan was always cold and distant. Except for Megan, he barely spoke more than a few words to any woman. Flirty behavior like this? Totally out of character. Liliana Martin froze for a second. "What, you don't think I look good?" Tristan turned slightly, eyes settling on her. She pulled a stiff smile. "You look great." Tristan let out a soft chuckle. "At least you've got taste. Let's go." Liliana obediently followed behind him as they exited the CEO's office. The group of secretaries outside were stunned. The moment the VIP elevator doors closed behind the two, the gossip exploded. "Did you see that? That's his personal assistant!" "Oh my god! Weren't he and his wife so lovey-dovey a while ago?" "Isn't Mrs. Reid pregnant? Maybe she can't keep up anymore. Bet hiring an assistant was just a cover—sleeping with her sounds more like it." "I don't believe Mr. Reid's that kind of guy. No way." "Please, every cat sneaks out eventually." "Poor Mrs. Reid... she probably has