Even before the party ended, the person, who took the incomplete video of Ingrid's father talking bad about Cayenne, received an official letter of attorney from Stefan's lawyer. Tristan even came to the party, not intending to crash it, but the party still turned a little bit sullen when the guests heard the reason for his visit.
"I'm sorry Mrs. Montefalco, I'm bound by an order. You know my boss," Tristan told Ingrid when he came to their house. "You know that he has no intention of crashing your son's birthday party, we just need your guests to cooperate as well as your father. If not, you know very well what might happen."
Ingrid took a deep breath and sighed. She knew that Stefan was a troublesome person to stifle with – as far as his family concerns him. If it was a business issue, it wouldn't even escalate to this level. "Go ahead. You can do whatever you want. I'll give you thirty minutes."
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!