Female Novel
Chapter 1292 Daphne Really Is Cunning
Chapter 1292 Daphne Really Is Cunning
Inside the president's office at Clarke Corp., an air of seriousness and transparency pervaded. Tristan
sat at his spacious Western-style desk, holding a newspaper in his hands. He stared grimly at the bold
headline and the photos of Rowan and Daphne. If looks could kill, the two of them would have been
dead already!
With a forceful grip, the newspaper crumpled into a ball in his fingertips. Tristan wondered, how Claire
must be feeling right now? She loved Rowan so much, so passionately, so sincerely. Her love was
unwavering, and her heart and eyes were filled with only Rowan. Rather than anger, Tristan now felt
more heartache for Claire, genuinely worried about her emotional state.
He picked up his phone, then put it down, then picked it up again. Over and over, Tristan wanted to call
her, but he didn't know in what capacity. After a brief inner struggle, he realized that his consolation
would be of no use to her, given the extent of her hurt.
"President," Assistant Kevin entered the room, holding a stack of documents. "Mr. Toichi will arrive at
the club soon. Should we prepare to leave?"
"Yes," Tristan collected his thoughts and asked, "Is the contract ready?"
"Everything is ready."
"Let's go, then." Tristan tossed the newspaper into the trash and walked out, his ocean-deep eyes filled
with a hint of anger. The assistant followed with the document bag in hand.
Five minutes later, on their way to the club in a Maybach, the assistant drove while Tristan sat in the
backseat. His eyes were deep, lips tightly pursed, and a trace of worry furrowed his brow. No one knew
what he was thinking.
Meanwhile, at Charity Medical Center, Daphne was kicked out by security. She almost twisted her
ankle when she was pushed away. Weak and helpless, she felt too embarrassed to make a scene at
the hospital entrance, as it would only attract more attention. But she never expected Rowan to be so
ruthless!
Daphne looked at the security guards guarding the entrance, and with resentment in her heart, turned
and left. It wasn't her fault that the reporters were there, and she hadn't brought them! But Rowan didn't
believe her, which frustrated her greatly.
As soon as she left the hospital, Daphne was surrounded by a group of reporters who blocked her way.
Questions like "Dr. Wells, are you dating Dr. Watson?" and "When will you two officially announce your
relationship? Neither of you have posted anything today!" bombarded her.
Rowan had asked her to explain the situation to the media, and now the reporters were right in front of
her. However, once she cleared things up, it would be like slapping herself in the face.
Standing still, Daphne remained silent, trying to calm her emotions and regain her rationality. As the
reporters continued to pester her about her relationship with Rowan, she thought to herself, since her
relationship with Rowan had already broken down, she wouldn't let Claire off the hook either!
Questions like "When did you and Dr. Watson get together? Can you share any details?" and "Do you
have plans to get married?" continued to rain down on her.
Daphne's lips curled into a slight smile, and she kindly looked at everyone before taking one of the
microphones. The scene suddenly fell silent. Everyone was waiting for her to speak, and cameras were
snapping away.
As the Maybach passed by the hospital, it slowed down due to traffic and came to a stop. Tristan'snovelbin
gaze shifted, and he spotted Daphne surrounded by reporters at the hospital entrance, wearing a smile
on her face. His expression, however, was icy and his lips tightly pursed.
"Dr. Wells, please tell us when you and Dr. Watson plan to get married," a reporter eagerly asked.