Be couldn’t finish her words because, at the same time, Tristan’sugh echoed in the room.

"Hahaha, I knew it..."

’Why did heugh!?’ Be was puzzled. ’Did I say something that could make him twist my words... again!?’

"I knew it…you are jealous of her! Oh, Be... I already told you I didn’t have a rtionship with that woman. You should trust me."

Be was rendered speechless.

"Tristan Sinir, you can say goodbye to your wild imagination!" She said, annoyed. She immediately continued her sentence when she saw Tristan open his mouth and want to speak, "—I’m not talking about that. But I only want to let you know I n to sue her!"

She will put Laura Kiels in her ce before she bes a top celebrity in this country. How dare she mess with Quantum Capital!?

"You want to sue Laura Kiels?" Even though Tristan didn’t have a rtionship with Laura, as a businessman, he was surprised to hear her words.

For entertainment agencies that do not even enter the top five in this country, losing Laura Kiels could guarantee bankruptcy for herpany.

Instantly, countless thoughts swirled in Tristan’s mind, heightening his concern. Moreover, he was aware that she had recently joined Quantum Capital.

’Why would she do that... Is it jealousy toward Laura Kiels...!?’ he pondered, trying to make sense of it all.

"Hmm, I n to do that," Be answered firmly.

"Why?" His curiosity arises.

"I’m sorry, Tristan, I cannot disclose that information. It is confidential to thepany," she said with a shrug and a smile.

He frowned slightly upon witnessing Be’s confidence.

’How can she appear so calm when she ns to sue thepany’s top talent?’

After a few minutes in silence, he asked again, "Be, if you don’t mind answering, may I know your position at Quantum Capital?"

He was unaware of her role at thepany, as there had been no news of Be Donovan joining Quantum Capital; she was likely just an ordinary employee. Did she join the Legal team? That’s why she knows the legal terms for Laura Kiels.

"My main office appointed me as CEO of Quantum Capital," Be said.

She had no intention of hiding it from him, even though she chose not to reveal her involvement with the RDF Group.

Her reply surprised him. As far as he knew, Quantum Capital didn’t have a CEO; they only had a COO and CFO working in the country. She hadn’t reced anyone in thepany; instead, the head office had assigned her to assume the CEO role.

Tristan was aware of Be’s educational background in business and management. Still, he never imagined she would have the opportunity to take over such a bigpany.

And, hearing about her decision to fire thepany’s source of ie, he could imagine the disdain from the previous executives.

This fact troubled him; she seemed to be acting like a viin in her own office on her first day.

However, seeing Be’s calm demeanor and confident smile astounded him.

"I see. No wonder you’re so confident about taking her to court," Tristan remarked, a smile ying on his lips.

Be responded to Tristan’s words with a smile while ncing at her watch. She was surprised as she realized how much time had passed since she had arrived at this house to talk to him.

"Tristan, I should go home now," she retrieved her bag and stood up.

"So soon? It’s not even five yet..." Tristan’s disappointment was clearly heard in his voice. "Why not stay for dinner? I’ll have Geoffrey prepare your favorite dish."

He still wanted to spend more time with her.

Be chuckled inwardly upon hearing his offer.

"Tristan, how do you know my favorite food?" she asked, recalling that they rarely dined together during their marriage, let alone discussed each other’s hobbies or favorite foods.

"Aren’t you a foodie? You like to eat anything, right?" Tristan asked.

"Ah, you are right... But this time, I’ll have to decline your dinner invitation... I need to get home," she replied, suppressing augh as she noticed his gloomy expression.

"Tristan, don’t forget I need to talk to Dax. If I stay here longer, he might be asleep by the time I return."

"Hmm, you go home now, Be." He immediately escorted Be to the first floor, urging her to pick up her pace toward her car.

He was eager to exin the situation to Dax. The thought of his own son seeing him as a yboy, a womanizer, gnawed at him.

Be could only smile at Tristan’s insistence on hurrying her to the car. Tristan even took the initiative to open the car door for her. He closed it gently after ensuring she was safely seated behind the wheel.

However, she heard a knock on the window before she could turn on the car engine.

"Knock... Knock..."

Tristan tapped on the car window, signaling Be to lower it.

"Yes? Is there something you need?"

"Drive safely, don’t speed. And call me once you arrive," Tristan said with concern. He had wanted to drive her himself, but since she declined, he had no choice but to watch her drive off.

"...."

Be was surprised by his unusual behavior.

"Mr. Sinir, my house is just across from yours. I won’t even be driving on the main road. Save your worry for someone else," she reassured him coldly as she started the engine.

Tristan, with a deadpan expression, replied, "Very well. But please promise me you’ll contact me when you arrive at your home..."

"Hmm… If you insist, I will—" Be waved her hand as she pressed the gas pedal, leaving Tristan’s yard behind.

In the rearview mirror, Be saw Tristan still standing there, his worried gaze fixed on her departing car.

Sigh!

"If only you had treated me this well when we were married, Tristan Sinir... I would’ve never let you go. But, you are toote now..."

She could only smile wryly at her own words.