Chapter 36

"Sir, wait up," Clarisse called out. Tristan paused and turned around. Clarisse was momentarily stunned by the sight of that outrageously handsome face. Gosh, this man was gorgeous! She could hear her own heartbeat. At the same time, her jealousy toward Cassandra hit its peak. Why was Cassandra so lucky? How did she end up with a man this devastatingly good-looking? Tristan frowned slightly at the starstruck look on Clarisse's face. "Is there something you need?" Clarisse snapped back to reality and immediately spoke in a sharp voice, "Sir, don't let Cassandra fool you. She's not some socialite. "She's just an ordinary woman. My brother Aidan just broke up with her, and now she's latched onto you like a sucker. She's vain and manipulative—" Before she could finish, Cassandra raised her hand and slapped her hard across the face. "Clarisse, what the hell is wrong? Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?" The slap rang out loud and clear. The entire ballroom went dead silent, an