The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye)
Chapter 1387

Mango had also noticed this, so she quickly grabbed Nathaniel's hand and whispered, "What's going on? The atmosphere feels a little heavy to me."

"Let's wait and see."

Nathaniel quickly suppressed his emotions and at this time, they saw Teagan walking towards them.

When Teagan saw Nathaniel and Mango, he paused briefly before saying in a low voice, "Something happened. Bernard's body was found, and Laborn is now conducting a huge search throughout the city. He is searching from house to house, and not long ago, Mr. Acker was invited into the palace. They said it was just to catch up with the king, but I'm afraid he is being kept captive. Where is Sir Tristan now?" Mango's heart jumped when she heard this. Have they brought trouble to the Acker family after all? Or did Laborn already know that they were hiding here, so he was now using Mr. Acker to threaten Tristan? Nathaniel's expression darkened too.

The discovery of Bernard's body had been arranged, so it was understandable for Laborn to conduct a huge search. However, Laborn searching from house to house was a little unexpected. Not to mention that Mr. Acker had been taken away too, which was a little strange.

"Tristan is resting. The surgery lasted the whole night last night."

Mango's heart ached for Tristan as he had not had enough rest yet and something big had happened. It was likely that this had something to do with Nathaniel and Mango too.

Teagan was also worried that Tristan hadn't rested well, but he had no choice but to put that aside for now.

"This matter must be discussed with Sir Tristan, otherwise I won't be able to arrange for the Acker family's next move."

"I'll go with you."

After Mango finished speaking, she followed Teagan to look for Tristan while Nathaniel tagged behind.

When the group came to Tristan's room, they saw that Priscilla was sitting outside the door and was drinking tea on a table. When she saw them, she paused slightly. "Did something happen?"

Priscilla was a very sensitive person and knew that something was up when she saw Teagan came looking for Tristan along with Mango and Nathaniel. Moreover, they all had serious expressions on their faces, so she couldn't help but frown too.

"Yes. Is Tristan still sleeping? Can we wake him up?"

Mango said to Priscilla.

When Priscilla heard this, she was a little annoyed.

"You can wake him up all you want. Why get my permission?"

With that, Priscilla moved aside to let them in.

Mango and Nathaniel didn't say anything to her words as they didn't have the time to waste either. Then, they went inside the room.

Tristan hadn't slept for long, so he was now in a deep slumber. Mango couldn't bear to wake him up when she saw his exhausted state.

Meanwhile, Teagan sighed and said, "Sir Tristan hasn't had a good sleep in a long time. I can't bring myself to wake him."

Priscilla had followed them in, and when she heard Tristan's words, she could not help frowning as she glanced at Tristan. Seeing that everyone did not have the courage to step forward, or rather, they could not bear to do so, she immediately walked over to Tristan.

"Hey, get up."

She said as she kicked the bed, causing it to tremble slightly.

Tristan's brow furrowed tightly from the movement and had an annoyed look on his face, but he did not wake up.

The more he was annoyed, the happier Priscilla was.

Because Tristan had given her a hard time, she wanted him to feel the same too.

Thinking of this, Priscilla got up and went to the bathroom. Not long after, she came back with a pail of cold water and splashed it all onto Tristan.

"What the hell! You..."

Teagan couldn't stop Priscilla while Mango was completely stunned to do anything. However, Nathaniel merely pursed his lips into a brief smile.

Everyone's impression of Priscilla was noble and carefree, so they had never seen Priscilla act out like this before.

When she was young, Priscilla was a little devil. Now, because of her age and identity, she had to restrain herself, but it did not mean that she was a collected and serious woman. Meanwhile, Tristan was suddenly awakened by the cold water.

"Who is it?"

He wiped his face hastily and when he opened his eyes, he saw three pairs of eyes looking at him worriedly. Apart from that, there was another pair of eyes that shone with triumph.

His eyes moved to the bucket in Priscilla's hand and immediately knew who the culprit was. However, his boiling anger abruptly vanished when he saw the provocation in Priscilla's eyes. "What happened?"

He asked as if nothing happened, which caused Mango to gasp in amazement.

Wasn't this too much?

He knew that it was Priscilla who had splashed water onto him, but he had actually suppressed his anger! If it was to say that Tristan had no feelings for Priscilla, Mango would never believe it. However, Priscilla was disappointed in Tristan's reaction.

She had been waiting for Tristan to throw a fit at her so that Nathaniel could see the hypocrite's true colors and help her escape, but unexpectedly, Tristan was not angry at all!

What the hell?!

Why wasn't he angry?

She clearly saw those murderous eyes of his!

He was indeed evil!

Priscilla's move seemed to have no impact at all, causing her to feel extremely depressed.

Meanwhile, when Teagan saw that Tristan was not angry at Priscilla, he was a little surprised and suddenly realized how important Priscilla was in Tristan's heart. But when he met Tristan's sharp eyes, he quickly said, "Mr. Acker was invited by the king to the palace. He said that he might not come back today. Also, the king has sent people to search throughout the city for Mr. Ye. All the nobles are no exceptions."

When Tristan heard this, his face darkened suddenly.

Although Mr. Acker was not his biological father, Tristan was educated and raised by him over the years. He was his foster father and naturally, he could not tolerate anyone mistreating his father. Now, Laborn had actually wanted to keep his father captive. In his dreams!

Tristan was already full of anger after being splashed by the cold water and not having rested enough. Now, he was even angrier when he heard the news.

Then, he said with a darkened expression, "Send Mr. Ye and my sister to the basement. Everyone in the Acker family shall risk their lives to protect them. As for the rest of them, they shall follow me into the palace. Let's see if Laborn has what it takes to keep my father locked up in the palace."

After that, Tristan lifted the quilt and got up abruptly as Priscilla stepped forward.

"I'll go too!"

"What are you going to do there? To help your father or me? Don't you know your place? If you stay here, I can still use you to threaten Laborn. Although he has given up on you, he still has to put on a show. If you were to go with me, I have no chance at a win at all. Your Nathaniel may not even be safe!"

Tristan's words were extremely straightforward, which made Mango and Nathaniel feel awkward instantly. As for Priscilla, she felt a little embarrassed too. "Tristan, what's up with that temper?"

"I got it from you. Aren't you the one with an even worse temper?"

Tristan didn't hide his thoughts at all, which made Priscilla blush. However, she wasn't sure it was because she was angry or embarrassed.

When Mango heard Tristan's words, she felt a little surprised.

Was this her once graceful brother?

Why did he feel like a totally different person?

Where did the once gentle man go?

With such a venomous mouth, if Mango and Tristan weren't related, she would despise a man like him too, let alone Priscilla.

Mango had wanted to say something, but Nathaniel grabbed her arm and shook his head.

Tristan didn't care what Priscilla thought and all he could feel was the discomfort of the wet clothes sticking to his body.

Teagan, who noticed his disgust, went to prepare fresh clothes for Tristan.

Then, Tristan went to take a quick shower. It was inappropriate for Mango and Nathaniel to stay in the room, so they went out to wait.

Priscilla had wanted to leave too, but was immediately stopped by Tristan.

"Help me get into my clothes."

When she heard this, Priscilla's eyes widened abruptly.

"What's wrong with you? Me? Helping you put on your clothes? Tristan, how shameless can you be?"

"What? Do you think still you are a princess?"

Tristan's slender fingers clasped onto Priscilla's chin. The force was not enough to hurt her, but it was enough to make it impossible for her to break free.

This frivolous move of his made Priscilla feel extremely humiliated.

"You b*stard! I am a princess!"

"Really? Since you were born, did Laborn give you the title of a princess? If you really were one, why would he hand you over to a little assistant this easily? Don't you know why?" "Tristan Acker!"

As her weak spot was being trampled on, Priscilla suddenly became angry. She wanted to attack Tristan, but he threw her directly on the bed and climbed onto her. Tristan's upper body was bare, and Priscilla could feel his body heat through his clothes. He looked very dangerous now.

Then, Tristan sneered and said, "You don't have what it takes to make a move on me, do you know that? I would never forget how you splashed water onto me. I'll make sure to let you pay when I come back. By the way, I am not afraid of you running away. If you do, I will cut off one of Nathaniel's hands. After all, he is the person you care about most, right?"

"You are crazy! Nathaniel is not the kind of person who you can lay your hands easily on. Hah!

Cutting off his hand! Dream on!"

Priscilla defended Nathaniel subconsciously, which made Tristan's eyes darken a little.

"Is that so? I'm afraid you're still clueless. My true identity is Barack and Magnolia's son. I'm Mango's cousin. I know I can't do anything to him, but what do you think are the chances of Mango killing him herself?"

Tristan was not afraid that Priscilla would find out about his true identity, and his words caused Priscilla to widen her eyes abruptly.

"How is that possible?"

"There's nothing impossible in the world. I know how much Mango loves him, so I'm definitely not going to tell her what I'm planning to do. I'll only get someone to add drugs into Nathaniel's food, and get Mango to feed it to him. When that happens, I'll make and move and push the blame onto Laborn, saying he was the one who cut off Nathaniel's hand instead. Who do you think Mango would believe?" At this moment, Tristan was like a devil, and every word he said made Priscilla shudder in fear.

"You are inhumane! Nathaniel trusted you! how could you..."

"Of course I can. I've been living in sh*t for years. The evil is already deep in my bones. Do you still see me as a gentleman? If I really was one, I would have died many times. So, Prissy, or should I call you Priscilla, be obedient, and everything will be fine. Otherwise, I'll really make a move on your precious Nathaniel. After all, he's an eyesore to me."

As soon as Tristan finished speaking, he got up, changed his clothes, and went out of the room. The temperature in the room seemed to have been taken away along with his departure, and the cold made Priscilla wrap her arms around herself subconsciously.

This man was terrifying!