TRISTAN'S POV
“s**t!! Wrong timing.” I cursed when I saw my dad walk into the entrance. I also gritted my teeth and thanked my stars that Laureen had walked away from me. If not, we would've had a lot more to pretend about.
I know I'm a public figure, but trust me-when I say that at that moment, I felt like turning on my heels and running away in the opposite direction-because this meeting would not be a good one, but then I could just hope that it wouldn't be long-as I walked towards my dad with a business like expression on my face.
“Hey Dad." I greeted him with a slight bow and my dad just nodded at me. “What are you doing here?" I asked.
“What else, can't you see I'm here to visit my in-law, or can't I?” He asked and I shrugged.
“No! Who said you can't?" I said emphatically and he
