Chapter 541

Bianca saw his reluctance and mentally called him a softie at heart. She tiptoed and planted a kiss on his lips. "Tristan, you're the nicest. Just help me, please?"

Tristan's face flushed. He pulled his hand free, grabbed a dart, and started aiming though his voice was still grumpy. "Hmph. Just this once."

"Okay, go get them," Bianca cooed, half-heartedly.

Her words made his heart race, his cheeks