Be felt excited and eager to host all her friends and some of Tristan’s colleagues.

"Has your friend arrived?" Tristan asked, cing his hands on her waist and pulling her closer.

Be smiled at him, letting him fix her hair. "Yes. Noora just informed me that Sam and Gael had already arrived. They’re talking with Dn and Bryan in the living room."

Tristan looked into her eyes lovingly before asking, "What about Sean? Is heing?" His tone was casual, but Be could see the tension in his eyes.

"I’m not sure about him," Be replied. She hadn’t heard from Sean since theirst meeting and didn’t know if he would appear today.

Tristan didn’t press further. Instead, his hand rose and released her hair, letting it fall down her back, causing Be to protest with her gaze.

"Why did you do that? I liked my bun," she asked with a frown.

"Ms. Sinir, never show your beautiful neck to others. It makes me jealous," Tristan said casually, straightening his beautiful, neatly hung hair.

Be, "..."

Tristan spoke again before she could say anything. "And you know what, darling? I always get turned on when you show me your neck. It makes me want to make—" His voice trailed off as Be’s palmnded on his mouth, silencing him.

Her eyes widened as if scolding him with her re. When she saw he had stopped speaking, she slowly pulled her hand away and said, "Mr. Sinir, seriously? Stop thinking those sultry thoughts. We are about to host a lunch party."

"Yes, ma’am..." He nodded while smiling. His hand now touched her chin, making her look up at him. When he saw her clear, sparkling eyes blink a few times, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Okay, let’s go down," said Be. He responded by leaning closer and gently kissing her lips. She was surprised by his sudden kiss but epted it dly anyway.

After the short, lovely kiss, Be’s face felt warm. "You didn’t ruin my lip gloss, did you!?"

"Wait, let me take a good look. No, you’re good. Wow, good choice with the lip gloss color, darling," Tristan said, rubbing her cherry lips with his thumb, casually erasing the traces of her lip gloss at the corners.

"Alright, let’s go down," he said as he held her hand and walked toward the stairs.

For some unknown reason, Tristan felt tense because this was the first time he would meet Be’s other friends; so far, he had only met Sam and Leo.

"Hmm," Be responded as she walked beside him. However, before they reached the stairs, she suddenly remembered their son. She hadn’t seen him after breakfast.

"Where’s Dax?" She asked while ncing at Tristan.

"He’s with Max in hisputer room."

"Let’s meet Dax first..." Be stopped and turned to look at him. "I want to introduce him to Gael, my IT guy at the office."

Be tried to mention Gael casually, concerned that Tristan might suspect him of being her hacker. When she saw him slightly frown, she continued, "I already see Gael as my brother, so—"

"Oh, the one you told me about, the IT guy who moved from New York?" Tristan asked. He was suspicious of that person, probably the hacker who worked behind her.

"Yeah. He was curious when I told him about Dax’s strong interest inputers and programming. He wanted to see Dax’s coding skills—" Be’s eyes beamed as she spoke about her son’s ability.

"Darling, is this Gael, your hacker?" Tristan asked casually, but his words instantly surprised Be.

’Gosh! He knows?’ Be silently scolded herself while thinking of a quick response.

She couldn’t expose Stefan’s real identity. But she also couldn’t lie to Tristan. Sigh!

After a quick thought, she decided just to tell him.

"Hubby, he is indeed the same as Max," Be had no choice but to admit it; she knew Tristan would eventually find out about Stefan. Well, at least she didn’t reveal his hacker and real names, right!?

Be continued to warn Tristan, "But please keep it to yourself. Don’t tell anyone about him—"

"Sure, dear…" Tristan smiled when he saw her. She looked so adorable with her expression, especially when he saw her slightly pursed lips as if she were teasing him for a kiss. It made him want to kiss her.

He couldn’t stop his desire, so he leaned closer to kiss her. However, before his lips touched hers, Be stepped back, avoiding him.

"Why?" he smiled, surprised by her refusal.

Be didn’t answer him but continued walking. This time, she didn’t just walk but ran down to the first floor toward the living room, causing Tristan to chuckle as he followed her.

When Be arrived in the living room, she saw Stefan and Sam sitting with Bryan and Dn. They were earnestly conversing, and no one knew she was there.

She entered the room and asked, "Why just the four of you? Where are Harper and Leo?" It was five minutes before lunchtime, and they hadn’t arrived yet.

"Sis, Harper is on her way—" Stefan answered Be, but his eyes looked at the tall man following her.

Stefan immediately recognized the man as Tristan Sinir. Just seeing Tristan’s intimidating expression was enough to leave Stefan speechless. He felt ufortable, as if Tristan’s presence was overwhelming. When their eyes met, Stefan quickly looked away and focused on Be.

"I see..." Be nodded slowly. "How about Leo?"

"He picked up Dana."

"Wow! He finally brought Dana..." She was so happy to know that.

"Yeah, he suddenly changed his n." Sam chimed in.

"I see—" Her words stopped when she felt Tristan cing his hand on her shoulder. She looked at him.

"Be, could you introduce me to your friend?" Tristan smiled back at her.

"Ah, my bad. I forgot," Be grinned and then looked at Stefan. "Gael, this is Tristan Sinir, my husband. And, Hubby, this young man is Gael, my old friend who I consider like my own brother."

"Hello, Gael, nice to meet you," Tristan said as he stretched out his hand for a handshake.