After recognizing Tristan, the guard saluted, apologized for the interruption, and waved them through the gate.
The car moved forward, entering the Golden House grounds. Tristan drove along the empty road lined with tall cypress trees. He looked relaxed as if he knew the place well.
Bella still felt nervous. This was her first time visiting here, even though she had seen it often on television.
Despite her nerves, the scenery amazed her. The garden lights illuminated the area, making its beauty even more visible.
"Do you know where we're heading?" Bella asked, glancing at Tristan. "Do you come here often?"
"Yeah, almost every week," Tristan replied, smiling before focusing on the street. He continued, "Jayson Spencer is quite a lonely soul. He doesn't have many friends he can trust. Unfortunately, I'm one of the few he does, so he always calls me to accompany him for a drink." A soft chuckle escaped his lips.
Bella was amazed to hear that.