Heart pummelling tremendously here. What is Tristan doing here? In a loose-shirt, cargo shorts and sandals, he certainly isn't dressed for a business meeting. I wave, and I expect him to come over and say hi to us but he stands there, grimacing at me and Claudio standing together.

I turn to Claudio, affixed with a firm smile on my face. "Anyway, I have to go but I'll let you know what Marie thinks. And I'll email you if I have any questions," I dictate.

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