Chapter 222

Kelvin just snorted. Just then, Tristan's assistant called back. He said the suite was being made ready for Tristan's friend. At the same time, the receptionist smiled and began leading Cassandra and the others to the private suite. If Kelvin still didn't get what was going on, he really was clueless. He followed the others with a dark expression. When they reached the private suite, he forced a smile to keep Charles and Natasha from suspecting anything. The moment they walked into the suite, the difference was obvious. Even though the suite wasn't huge, the decor was exquisite. Instead of seeing the dining table right away, they were greeted by an elegant antique screen, giving the whole place an air of mystery and privacy. The shelves were filled with valuable antiques—not fakes, but the real deal. Every piece was worth a small fortune. Those antiques were gifts others brought to please Tristan. If he liked something, he took it home, and whatever didn't fit was left here. F