What could Tristan possibly feel?
He felt as though he was about to vomit blood!
He gritted his teeth for a long time before saying, "Lucas Gray, don't be smug too soon. The real competition hasn't begun yet!"
Lucas wondered with raised brows. Is there something wrong with his eyes? How am I being smug at all?
As soon as Lena heard Tristan bring up the competition again, Lena said with displeasure, "I just said that this isn't a fair competition. I won't agree to it!"
Tristan sneered. "This is an agreement that you and I have reached. If you won't go on with the competition, I'll take it that you're conceding defeat! From now on, no man is allowed to appear in front of you again, and you have to obey and marry me!"