Chapter 52 A Show To Watch

“Just someone ordinary.”

Sophie was not afraid of Eustace looking into her.

“An ordinary person who knows how to defuse a bomb?” Clearly, Eustace did not believe her.

“I’ve read a few books in relevance to the topic.” If it wasn’t for the urgency of the matter, Sophie would not have defused the bomb herself. “What’s the matter? Are you going to arrest me?”

“No. I’m just curious about you.”

“There’s no need for that. I simply like reading books.”

“Regardless of everything, thank you. I’ll buy you a meal another day.”

“It’s fine. Also, I don’t want the reporters to find out what I’ve done. It’s annoying.”

Sophie then took her bag from a police officer and quietly left the barricaded area. There were many reporters outside, and she did not want to speak to any of them.

There’s still blood on me. I should go back and clean myself up. I probably look quite frightening at the moment.

When she took out her phone to look at the screen, she realized that Tristan had called her multiple times.

She called him back.

“Where are you? I’m out right now. Wait, I see your car. Don’t move. I’ll come over now.”

All Sophie wanted was to leave the area as quickly as she could while not catching anyone’s attention.

Meanwhile, after ending the call, Tristan alighted the car to wait for her. However, the first thing he noticed on her was the blood on her shirt.

Instantly, he strode toward her.

“What happened?” I was only away from her for an afternoon. Why is she covered in blood now?

“I’m fine,” was the only thing she said to him.

“You’re covered in blood, but you’re telling me that you’re fine?” Tristan growled, and the air around him turned cold.

Who is it? Who’s the one who dared lay a finger on my woman?

“It’s not my blood; I’m not hurt. So don’t worry.”

After making sure that it really was not her blood, Tristan became at ease. He then opened the car door for her to enter the front passenger seat.

“Ms. Tanner, how did you end up covered in blood after your shopping trip?”

“Bad luck. I met a piece of trash.”

Sophie hated criminals with high intellect the most. They’re so smart, but instead of putting their intelligence to good use, they choose to commit crimes.

returned to Wisteria Apartments, she took a shower and changed

when she thought about how the housekeeper was going to notice it,

Ysabelle’s birthday, and Ysabelle told me that I have to bring

Club. The place was the most luxurious five-star club

and Sophie entered the car, Ysabelle

the matter with my uncle? Why does he need to take so long to

happened, so you guys can

not. You can take your time. There’s no need to

Ysabelle

take a little while longer. Soph’s a

busy about? I’d say it must be

one who spoke was

that she’s busy, then she must be

to hear Winter

mean anything by it. I just don’t

I doubt talking

busy,” Charles uttered unhappily. This woman keeps talking smack about

her mouth

I wouldn’t have wanted to come to this place!

anymore. We’re all friends here,” Felix said, trying to defuse

you?” Ysabelle huffed,

Felix patted her head.

I can

smacked his hand

messing up

opened the door to the

moment Ysabelle saw

“Sit here, Soph!”

Sophie to a seat

on her right. In other words, there

you still

Charles saw Tristan looking at him, he stood up and offered his seat

just having a meal. Does he really need to stick

took Charles’ seat without

Winter was sitting by

not care why Tristan was sitting there as long as she was sitting

then asked the server to bring the

will be having her birthday tomorrow. Old Mr. Lombard will surely take up most of her time tomorrow, and there’s nothing I can do about it, so I’ll be celebrating her birthday here today.

a bottle

the glasses of the people by the table, but when she was about to fill

hot glass of milk for

“Of course, mister.”

drinking a little. Ms. Tanner, could it be

Tristan ignored her.

once. It felt as if someone had slapped her across

“Happy birthday, Ysabelle!”

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