His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 185: What... What does he want to do?

Chapter 185: Chapter 185: What... What does he want to do?

Chapter 185

With a slightly cold voice, she gave a faint bow to the elders and took her seat.

The atmosphere became awkward for a moment.

Raine Nolan knew she had shot herself in the foot, and anything she said now would be pale and weak.

Alexander Foster suddenly spoke, "Mr. Collins, what do you have to say?"

Since both parties involved were from the Collins family, Tristan Collins’s thoughts naturally attracted the attention of everyone present.

Knowing that he couldn’t evade the question, he fell silent for a few seconds and then said solemnly, "Chloe Collins, indeed, doesn’t know much about blending fragrances. Although her mother is skilled in it, she hasn’t had time to teach Chloe. This draft was indeed given to her by her mother to play with, and most of the formulas on it are probably random. Raine is still young and prone to making mistakes due to her eagerness for quick success. This has caused today’s misunderstanding... I’m sorry for making everyone laugh."

He found it quite difficult to say these words.

It was not easy for him to get over his pride.

His cold demeanor made it hard for people to see any trace of apology in his words. He seemed to be just saying these things to save face.

Raine knew that there was no room for maneuver in this matter, so as soon as she heard these words, she hurriedly apologized.

"Uncle, Aunt, I’m sorry. I didn’t do it on purpose. I’ve been busy with my studies lately, so my mind was clouded. I subconsciously thought that whoever the item belonged to must have given it to me."

"Enough, Raine. You don’t need to say more," Tristan said gloomily, suppressing his displeasure. "Go back first and don’t disturb the elders’ mood."

The more Raine talked, the more mistakes she would make.

Tristan really didn’t know how Rosalind Taylor had taught her!

With tears in her eyes, Raine had no choice but to leave first under the cold gazes of everyone present.

For a moment, she couldn’t bear to stay here any longer.

Soap, without even picking up her skirt, she turned and walked away.

"Wait."

A man’s voice, as gentle as a breeze, suddenly sounded like a ghostly whisper.

A chill ran down Raine’s spine!

It was Alex.

What... what did he want to do?

Tristan also looked at Alex, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

He subconsciously recalled the last time they were at the Foster family estate’s front courtyard under the dim and cold streetlights, the fearless, cold, and sharp gaze in this young man’s eyes.

At that time, he had told Tristan that as long as she was willing, he could be her boyfriend or fiancé.

Tristan knew how much indulgence was behind these words.

Now, he probably wouldn’t let Raine off so easily.

But, Raine was still connected to the face of his Collins family, and holding her up would mean not giving him face.

Furthermore, it should be Tristan’s responsibility to discipline the children of the Collins family. If Alex were to cross him, it would truly trample on his dignity.

With so many eyes watching the scene, Tristan felt irritated.

So, just as Alex’s words fell, he continued, "The focus of tonight’s banquet is not Raine. I’ll address the discipline issue when we go home. Everyone, please continue eating and don’t let this inappropriate behavior ruin your mood. Uncle, what do you say, isn’t it right?"

He looked at the Master.

Apparently, he was asking the Master to keep the situation under control with his words.

With so many people present, the Master was the most respected one. Once he spoke, no one would dare to disobey.

The Master naturally understood Tristan’s intention, but he had already given him enough face.

Not just the Master, but everyone present had held their tongues about Raine’s excessive behavior for Tristan’s sake, even though they had long held unspoken criticisms in their hearts.

People born into wealthy families valued not only money and power but also self-cultivation.