Anything For Her

Tristan arranged the balls on the pool table and explained the rules of the game to Sophie and Ysabelle.

However, Ysabelle wasn’t interested in it at all.

“Can I not learn, Uncle Tristan?” she asked as she didn’t like the game.

“Sure. Why don’t you find something else to play with?”

After that, he guided Sophie on what to do, and the latter nodded as she listened to the rules.

“Do you remember everything?” Tristan asked.

“I’ll try.”

As she spoke, she picked up the pool cue to give it a go. Leaning over the table, Sophie aimed at the balls just as the man had instructed.

Seeing that her posture wasn’t correct, Tristan walked over and helped correct her.

With the position they were in right now, their bodies would press against each other even if only one of them were to move slightly.

Sophie wasn’t used to being so intimate with a grown man, and she couldn’t stop herself from getting distracted.

“Focus.”

Tristan was just as distracted, but he quickly calmed himself down.

I can’t let my imagination run wild. She’s only eighteen. I can’t think about those things.

I can wait for her to grow up.

“Okay.” Sophie tried her best not to let the man’s breath affect her.

“Aim at the balls. Your left hand should be this way, and your right like this. Yes, that’s right.”

“Tsk, tsk. I’ve never seen Mr. Tristan so patient before.”

Tristan could get a hang of things he was learning very quickly. However, not even Ysabelle, who was most loved by the Lombard family, had gotten such a hands-on class from him before.

Obviously, Winter also saw it, and she couldn’t help but clutch tightly onto her pool cue.

Charles patted her shoulder and said, “Winter, you’re my sister. There’s no man out there that you can’t get. Come on, let’s not think about him anymore. I’ll introduce someone good to you in the future.” He had been friends with Tristan for so many years. Naturally, he knew how the man’s temper was.

Winter smiled bitterly at that.

“I’m fine, Charles.”

is just taking care of her as if she’s

matter how you see it, a girl

been

the hang of the game with just a few

quickly. In just a short while, she felt that she had already gotten the hang

of her hand, and the feel of her skin

once he let go

seem to want to let

knew the rules and also the postures, so

Turning to Tristan, she added, “Why don’t you let me teach her, Tristan?

my own disciple. Why? Are you doubting

want to have Winter getting so

just that Sophie is a girl, so she might feel uncomfortable if

uncomfortable?” he turned

other side of the pool table. She only looked up at him

“I’m all right.”

and play with them, Winter. Didn’t you

her lip, but she kept a smile on her

you doing this

do you know how to

that Sophie’s posture was wrong again. He quickly walked over to

his head, he saw that the top of her breasts

this. This little vixen always

quickly looked away and corrected

like this from

up and looked down

it?” This shirt is

“The collar’s too low.”

acting as if there wasn’t anyone next

instantly walked over to drag her

can she do even if she continues? No one can control what

Winter bit her lip.

Tristan’s treating

knows what’s on his mind. Just mind your own

girl under his wing. That means he won’t tolerate anyone who

“I know.”

know his temperament? Nonetheless, she liked him and, thus, couldn’t stand seeing

the hang of it after

bad,” Tristan said, giving her a

great! She

feel proud herself when she heard Tristan complimenting

you up for a game, Sophie?” Even though Winter had a smile on her face, what she felt

show off her skills, but Sophie had only just learned the basics. He could not believe