Chapter 4

I had so many things I wanted to say. Like, "I know you're going to help me in the future."

Or, "Because I want to use you."

But in the end, I decided to play the part of an innocent little girl. I flashed him a bright, sweet smile. "Because I like you, Tristan."

Tristan stiffened, his ears turning a bright, crimson red beneath his dark hair.

He had probably expected me to say I only chose him to spite my annoying sister.

He never expected an answer like that.

Those dark, dead eyes of his suddenly rippled with a wave of raw emotion—shock, confusion, and deep gratitude.

He tried to pull his cold, trembling hand away, but I gripped it even tighter.

"Since you're coming with me, you are my protector now. You can only care about me, okay?"

Tristan didn't seem to care about how strange my words sounded for a child. He nodded immediately.

"You got me out of that hellhole. I’ll protect you for the rest of my life."

Wow. Hearing a future billionaire boss make a promise like that instantly made me feel like a massive weight had been lifted off my shoulders.

After what felt like forever, Mom and Dad finally walked out of the building.

Chloe followed behind them, a smug grin plastered across her face.

Because she was holding Logan’s hand!

They walked up to the car, and Chloe immediately gloated, "See? You didn't want him, but I do!"

Tristan's grip on my hand tightened instantly.

My heart sank. What did this mean? Did Mom and Dad actually give in to her?