The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye) novel Chapter 1390

Looking at how happy Arlo was, Tristan felt a bit sad.

"Father, I have taken Teagan's place all these years. I'm sorry."

He bowed to Arlo.

Over the years, Arlo had treated him very well. He treated Tristan like his own son, but Teagan was his biological son all along. In the near future, he might have to return home, so he was worried to leave Arlo alone.

"There's nothing to be sorry for. If it wasn't for Madam Xiao who saved him back then, perhaps he would have long been gone by now. Besides, I am well aware of how you have been living in the Acker family all these years. My wife has always hated you and wants you to die. If it weren't for the fact that you have the ability to protect yourself, I'm afraid that you would've been dead by now. I'm not someone who can't differentiate right from wrong, so I believe Madam Xiao has her own reasons to have done so. Perhaps she was actually protecting the last of the Acker family's bloodline, right?"

Tears streamed down Arlo's face as he spoke.

"Get up, child. It's been hard on you all these years."

He hurriedly helped Teagan up.

Teagan's eyes were red and moist too, but he shook his head and said, "Sir Tristan is very good to me. I have attended many major events these recent years. Because of the mask, others wouldn't recognize me, but I was the one taking care of all the Acker family's businesses."

Tristan had never regarded Teagan as a servant, and because he knew Teagan's true identity, Tristan had started to ask Teagan to deal with the affairs of the Acker family from a few years ago.

Teagan was the son of the Acker family, so he had to take over the family someday.

All these years, Teagan and Tristan had grown up together, trained together, and experienced life and death together. Naturally, Teagan could see Madam Acker's hatred for him and his mother. If it weren't for Tristan, Teagan, who was the only son of the Acker family, would have already died long ago.

Besides, Madam Xiao was his and his mother's savior, and frankly speaking, the Acker family belonged to Madam Xiao, so he didn't mind serving Tristan as an assistant. Not to mention that Tristan had also helped him expand the Acker family's business over the years. The two of them were brothers by blood who could go through death together. As such, his father was naturally Tristan's too.

Hearing Teagan's words, Arlo couldn't help but feel upset.

"It's been hard on you. It's my fault for being useless all these years."

"No, father."

Teagan's eyes were filled with tears too.

Then, Tristan slowly let himself out of the room to give the father and son some space.

He had always known that he wasn't a child of the Acker family. Back then, his mother had brought him a friend since he was a child and told him to protect his companion. He didn't know why at first, but when they had both grown up, his mother finally told him Teagan's identity.

His mother had long guessed that Madam Acker would not let this matter rest. That was why she found a dead infant to replace Teagan and rescued him.

Rozita knew of this matter, and she knew that ruining Madam Acker's family was her fault, but in order to protect her son, she would rather die miserably at the time, because only when she died, and only when she pretended to protect that dead infant would her son be safe.

Mothers were the greatest gift to a child, as they were willing to do anything for their children and protect them at all costs.

In the past few years, the two brothers had worked together to help the Acker family strive. This was the promise that Tristan's mother had made to Arlo in the past, and it was a form of compensating the Acker family.

Now the father and son had finally reunited, Tristan was happy for them too.

After he left the room, he got someone to let Nathaniel and Mango out of the basement, and after updating them, he returned to his room.

At this time, Tristan felt lonely.

When he returned to his room, Priscilla was glaring at him, but Tristan's heart had inexplicably calmed down, and he had even felt a little bit safe.

"Why are you looking at me like that? You look like you want to gobble me up."

Tristan chuckled lightly, got up, went to the wine cabinet, and took out a bottle of red wine. Then, he opened it and aerated it with a decanter.

The smell of the wine stung Priscilla's nostrils, and although Tristan was gentle now, she was sensitive enough to detect that Tristan was in a bad mood.

Wait a minute.

What did this man's bad mood have to do with her?

However, for some reason, Priscilla felt a little down too.

She knew why Tristan had gone to the palace, and she knew Laborn's temper well. Although Laborn was now using Tristan, he would remember everything Tristan had done today, and he would definitely get revenge.

"You'd better keep a low profile. It's not easy to get along with Laborn."

When Tristan heard this, he paused and turned to look at Priscilla.

"Are you worried about me?"

His sharp eyes caused Priscilla to feel slightly regretful of her words.

"You think too much. You are on Nathaniel's side. He has always valued his people. I am worried that he will be sad if something bad happens to you."

Tristan's face suddenly sank at her words.

"What's so good about Nathaniel? So good that you are thinking about him every second? He's so good that you can compare him with anyone?"

Tristan's bad mood was worse now, and he wanted to tape that little mouth of Priscilla's so badly.

Priscilla wanted to retort immediately, but when she saw Tristan's gloomy eyes, she was suddenly afraid.

She remembered what Tristan had said before he left, and because of Tristan's personality and temper, she stopped herself.

"Cat got your tongue?"

However, Tristan seemed to be deliberately pushing her.

Priscilla knitted her brows tightly together.

"Tristan, have I done something bad to you before? Have we met?"