My Billionaire Ex-Husband Chase Me Back - Chapter 83

Chapter 83: Visit Sinclair Mansion
When Bella parked her car, she was surprised to see Dax and Noora waiting for her at the entrance.

Distracted by her son’s cuteness, she instantly forgot to text a man who now only stared at his cell phone with his tense expression.

Feeling disappointed because Bella hadn’t called or sent a message to him, Tristan went up to the second floor with a grim expression, intending to rest before dinner.

But he only climbed a few steps, and his phone vibrated.

He smiled as he took his phone from his pocket, feeling happy, wondering if Bella finally texted him. However, his smile gradually faded when he saw the cell phone screen.

Reluctantly, he answered, “He-Hello Grandpa—”

“Brat—” Lewis’s angry tone echoed through the phone. Causing Tristan pulled the device away from his ear but still heard his grandpa’s rumblings.

“You promised to come to my house for dinner… Don’t try to cancel again. If you do, I will ask my daughter-in-law and my cute great-grandson not to meet you forever!”

Tristan paused, contemplating his next move. He shook his head slightly a second later, descending to the first floor.

He completely forgets about this dinner plan. If his grandpa hadn’t called now, he might end up sleeping.

“Why do you keep silent? Did you hear me or not?”

“Grandpa, if you can’t control your anger like now, you might end up in the emergency room,” Tristan casually remarked, gesturing to Geoffrey to prepare a car for him.

“Yo-You—” Lewis can’t help but pause to take a deep breath.

“Take a deep breath, Grandpa…” Tristan chuckled upon hearing his grandpa’s attempt at calming down. “Yes… Yes… Like that. All right, talk to you later. I’m about to drive there. Bye—”

Beep!

Tristan shook his head slightly as he walked toward the yard. He saw Geoffrey and his driver already standing beside his Maybach.

“Master, you will dine at the Old Master’s house?” Geoffrey asked while opening the car door for him.

Tristan didn’t immediately get into the car; he turned to face Geoffrey.

“Yes. But, I will return to sleep here. And, could you please buy a few of the best and most expensive gifts for a four-year-old boy?” Tristan instructed. He wanted to give his son their first meet gift.

Geoffrey was shocked to hear Tristan’s order. This was the first time he had been asked to buy such a gift for children.

“Master, for a young boy aged four?” Geoffrey repeated the order to make sure he didn’t hear it wrong.

“Yes. And also, talk to the chef to prepare healthy food for children that age,” Tristan’s smile widened as his mind filled with thoughts of his son. He had already imagined their meeting tomorrow and couldn’t wait any longer.

Geoffrey became increasingly curious.

“If I may ask, who is this young boy, Master?”

Tristan’s eyebrow slightly raised as he stared at Geoffrey. “Of course, my son…”

“WHAT!” This was the first time Geoffrey raised his tone before his Master. He was utterly shocked.

Since when did Tristan have children?

Wait, four years?

When something crossed Geoffrey’s mind, instantly, his knees felt weak.

“Ma-Master, your son with young madam!?” Geoffrey asked. He still couldn’t believe what he was thinking at that moment.

“Yes, my son with Bella. Sorry, Geoffrey, if I didn’t tell you earlier…” Tristan said while patting Geoffrey’s shoulder lightly.

A faint smile appeared on his lips before he continued, “Because this is a secret. And I hope you don’t share this news with anyone, including my parents. So far, in the family, only grandfather and you know about my son.”

“M-Master…” Geoffrey’s voice trembled. He stared at Tristan with teary eyes; he was so touched to hear that his Master finally had offspring. He even got a boy. This was like a blessing coming from heaven. “Congratulations, I’m so happy for you, Master. I can’t wait to meet young Master… What is his name?”

“My son’s name is Daxton.” A proud smile framed Tristan’s handsome face. “Alright, I shall go now. Or Grandpa will send his bodyguard to capture me…” He chuckled and entered the car.

“Yes, master…” Geoffrey, slightly bowed, looked at the car left the yard. He immediately rushed inside and made a call to buy a present for the young Master. He couldn’t wait to welcome his Master’s son.

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When Tristan’s car entered Sinclair Mansion’s front yard, instantly, his expression turned dark. He saw his parents’ car parked near the entrance.

Sigh.

“Should I just go back now?” He mumbled while looking at Alan, his grandpa’s butler, approaching his car. After he saw Alan standing near the door, he stepped out of the vehicle.

“Young Master, welcome…” Alan slightly bowed his head.

“Why did Grandpa invite them too?” Tristan asked while looking at his parents’ car.

“Old Master didn’t invite them, but they came uninvited,” Alan explained.

Tristan sighed deeply as he placed his hand in his coat pocket. His gaze was now fixed on the door.

“Should I enter or not, Alan?”

“Yes, Young Master, you may enter… Old Master has already been waiting for you since he arrived in this city. If you didn’t join their dinner, he might be angry, and his blood pressure—” Alan couldn’t continue his words, too afraid to imagine Old Master sick because of being overly angry.

“Come on, Alan… If I enter, Grandpa will not end up in the ER, but me. You know my parents, right!?”

Alan nodded. He felt sorry for Young Master Tristan. He tried to think about what could make him stay.

After a few seconds, Alan finally remembered something. “Young Master, I just remember something. Your parents came to inform the old Master about Young Madam.”

Tristan snapped upon hearing his words. He needed to meet his mother, asking her not to appear in front of Bella again. He didn’t want Bella to be scared and have his hopes of reuniting with her dashed.

He said nothing to Alan and entered the house.

Alan trailed Tristan from behind with a smile on his face. He feel relieved that the young Master didn’t cancel this dinner again.