Night Walk (3)

Bella couldn't resist venting her sarcasm, 'Oh wow, why is this man boasting his wealth to me now!? Tsk! How shameless...'

"Are you joking, right?" How could this man lightly say to buy a jet like he bought an ice cream?

"No. When it's about you and Dax, never. And, also... I have a friend who sells private jets. He has often begged me to buy one to help boost his sales performance. I've always declined his offers, but now I have a reason to buy one as a gift for our son." Tristan said calmly, but Bella almost choked hearing his words.

'My goodness... this man was telling the truth. How rich is he? Is it unlimited?' she wondered, trying to dismiss the idea of counting his wealth.

When Tristan saw Bella staring at him with her confused gaze, he smiled and explained more.

"Bella, I'm not going to buy a new jet but a used one. I hope you don't mind about that. I mean... I can order a new jet for Dax if you find a used jet—"