Chapter 268

Aidan's throat tightened, and for a moment, he couldn't find the words. The effects of the alcohol had completely worn off, leaving him clear-headed. Though doubts had briefly crossed his mind, he had reassured himself that Beatrice wouldn't deceive him. But Cassandra's words hit him like a sharp sting, and he found himself unable to reply. At that moment, Janice arrived, surrounded by men in black suits. Their ominous presence filled the space. She glared at Tristan and warned, "Tristan Freeman, if you take Cassandra away today, you'll be making the Strickland family your enemy. Are you ready for that?" Tristan chuckled coldly, completely unfazed. "Really? Your man's just a worthless nobody. Is he truly worth all this hassle for revenge?" After a brief pause, he continued, "If you don't let me leave today, your pathetic husband won't have a good outcome either." Janice stared at Tristan in shock, her eyes blazing with anger. "What the hell did you do to him?" she hissed. "Any