A lot of men and women no matter what their s****l preferences are were looking at Tristan who is now wearing an expensive suit he just bought for this very day while he keeps on glancing at his Rolex attached to his wrist.
No matter where people glance, they're swooning like a child wanting some chocolate because of how dominant, manly, and handsome he appears just by standing on the corner of the salon.
Despite those obvious stares, Tristan remained thinking about his wife. He badly wants to see his wife already, he's getting impatient even though it's still 4:55 at the clock.
“How long do I have to wait? She should be done before five,” Tristan breathed impatiently while tapping his expensive leather shoes on the black tiled floors.
“Chillax, bossing, I'm pretty sure Ma’
