"And what the hell is the problem with you?" Giavanna turned and shouted at Tristan. She glared at his hand which was still holding onto her hands.
"I am grateful for saving me that night. If you want I can even reward you for it. All you have to do is tell me what you want and I will do it. Aside from that, I won't tolerate you stopping me one more time," Giavanna warned Tristan sternly. She thought he was doing all these for rewards not knowing that her assumptions were wrong.
Even if it was true Tristan wanted something from her that which he desired was definitely not money.
"During my visits to the club, I have come across and bonded with so many people with tattoos. I believe that I will be a big help to you in finding this person if you show me and even illustrate what this tattoo looks like," Tristan threw her a juicy offer he was certain she wouldn't be able to reject.