Tristan's expression changed abruptly when he caught sight of Dylan's cellphone screen.
After a glance, he returned Dylan's cell phone, "Ask Max to send the picture and video to my mother. Make sure to use her number," he ordered.
"Her number? So, you want that woman to send her own videos and photos to your mother accidentally?" Dylan asked, shocked to hear Tristan's plan.
Tristan didn't answer him. Instead, he asked, "Do I have to explain that?"
"Yes, Boss! I will do it now—" Dylan's voice trailed off as something crossed his mind.
"What are you waiting for? You can go now."
"Boss, did you forget something?"
"What is it?" A thin line appears on Tristan's forehead, which is enough to show his curiosity.
"This is your chance to completely help your wife crush that woman. If you do good, Ms. Bella might waver to you…" Dylan said excitedly when he saw the light in Tristan's eyes shine. "I'll excuse myself now. Good luck, Boss!"