Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 393

Quentin Prescott replied casually, "I will bring my wife for a visit."

Then, he gently ended the call.

Tristan York had wanted to ask about Liliana Lansbury's condition, especially since she was heavily pregnant.

Traveling by car had to be grueling for her, and he could have easily arranged a comfortable private flight.

But the voice on the other end had abruptly cut off.

Tristan really couldn't stand Quentin's arrogance.

Just as Tristan finished his call, Penelope York confidently walked in, holding up a custom red dress she had just forced the maids to rush-finish.

"Tristan, look at this dress. How does it compare to whatever that social-climbing bitch was wearing?"

Tristan gave it a cursory glance. "No chance."

Penelope immediately flared up. "No chance? What do you mean no chance!"

Tristan sighed. "Penelope, I think you should just let this go. Stop interfering with those two. Their relationship seems perfectly solid. It doesn't matter what you wear. I really don't want to see you play the homewrecker, and honestly, you might not even succeed. You'll just end up as collateral damage."

Penelope's neck flushed red with anger. "What collateral damage? I'm not some casualty. I'm a princess."

"I know you're a princess," Tristan replied. "I never said you weren't. What I mean is, you've been the princess of the York family your whole life. Why must you go after Quentin?

Do you think being his woman is easy? Without Madeline Monroe's submissive and cautious nature, how could anyone endure his sheer arrogance and ego? That's a life stripped of all dignity. Why subject yourself to that?"