99 Bloody Lashes And A Bullet To His Hear novel Chapter 107

I was stunned for a moment. This voice… sounded familiar.

But my confused thoughts couldn’t figure it out for the moment, and I replied I’m at the intersection of the traffic light. Can you see me?”

“I’m wearing a blue dress.”

“Be more specific, which intersection is it?”

“It’s the pick–up point I marked.”

There was a pause on the other end of the phone:

”

Finally, he sighed as if helpless: “I’m Tristan. Did you get drunk?”

“Tristan…Franco?”

I frowned and looked at the phone number again. My brain, which had short–circuited, finally cleared up a bit.

“Sorry, I just attended my best friend’s birthday party and drank some wine. I dialed the wrong number…”

Tristan was silent for a moment and asked, “Has the driver not arrived yet?”

I guessed: “Not yet, maybe it’s too far away and still on the way…”

Tristan said, “Then keep talking to me on the phone. How can the driver contact you?”

This time it was my turn to be silent, and I laughed awkwardly: “Also, I forgot that.”

Just as I was about to hang up the phone, Tristan’s voice sounded again: “Don’t hang up the phone first. Check the

driver’s location.”

His voice came through the phone, and his deep voice seemed particularly gentle.

“Tristan, you are so gentle…”

There was a two–second silence on the other end of the phone, and he lightly laughed: “I’m afraid that if you hang up the phone, you will pass out on the roadside after getting drunk. When you wake up and see this call record, you will probably hold me responsible.”

Indeed, this is the real Tristan.

I complained in my heart, looked at the estimated time on my phone, and felt a bit melancholy: “It still takes more than ten minutes…”

“Cancel the order.” Tristan paused for a moment and said directly, “Send me the address. I’ll send someone to pick you up. It’s safer.”

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There was some noise on Tristan’s side occasionally, as if he was also busy outside.

“Why did you come too?” I looked at Tristan, a bit surprised, “Didn’t you send someone to pick me up?”

After all, Tristan looked like he was busy every day and couldn’t spare the time.

“Nearby, on the way,” Tristan said indifferently.

I made an “oh” sound, and then tried to stand up, but my high heels accidentally twisted, and I lost my balance and was about to fall to the ground.

The next second, I fell into a warm and sturdy embrace.

“Be careful,” Tristan said, his voice cold but clear, as he caught me.

But with a wave of dizziness, my head felt even heavier.

I couldn’t help but want to get closer to something cool to sober up a bit, so I unconsciously buried my head in

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Tristan’s chest, where he was wearing a high–end suit.

The cool and smooth fabric of the suit made me want to rub my cheeks, which were hot from the alcohol.

“Stop fidgeting,” Tristan said in a low voice, a bit hoarse, as he held me steadily and picked me up in his arms.

The driver quickly opened the back door for us to get in: “Mr. Franco, are we going to the villa or the young lady’s home?”

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