Chapter 353 Not a Match

No sooner had Cypress finished speaking than the door to the coffee lounge swung open. "Just wait and see," Cypress smirked, "Tristan is about to embarrass himself." Evelyn covered her forehead and said, "Cypress, come on, Tristan is here because of you. Do you really want to see him make a fool of himself?" Cypress's face showed a hint of dissatisfaction, "Who let him win against Remington today, making Remington lose face! Of course, I have to make him look foolish too!" Evelyn couldn't help but feel speechless, "Wasn't it you who said he had to beat Remington in that car race?" "I'm just saying! Remington really annoys me, so of course I want Tristan to win! But he can't actually win! How is Remington supposed to get by after that?" Evelyn sighed, not saying anything more. She had grown accustomed to Cypress's unpredictable temperament. Tristan walked over to the table, pulled out a chair, and