Anything For Her

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.

Sophie returned to Wisteria Apartments, she took a

housekeeper was going to notice it, she tied up

have an early celebration for Ysabelle’s

The place was the most luxurious five-star

and Sophie entered

up. Everyone’s waiting for you. What’s the matter with my uncle? Why does he need to take so long to pick someone

happened, so you guys can start

You can take your time. There’s no need to

Ysabelle ended the

little while longer.

be busy about? I’d say it must be because she doesn’t care

one who

Soph. If she says that she’s busy, then she must be

hear Winter talk

just don’t think

smile on Ysabelle’s face dropped. “Winter, I doubt talking behind

you can leave first if you’re busy,” Charles uttered unhappily. This woman keeps talking smack about Sophie. If Tristan were to hear her, even I wouldn’t be

her

for Tristan, I wouldn’t have wanted to come to this place!

be mad anymore. We’re all friends here,” Felix said, trying

friends with you?” Ysabelle

Felix patted her head.

nothing I can do about

smacked his hand

up my

a server opened the door to

moment Ysabelle saw

“Sit here, Soph!”

to

her right. In other words, there was no

you still standing

at him, he stood up and offered his

just having a meal. Does he really need to stick by her

took Charles’ seat

was sitting by

was sitting there as long as she was sitting

server to bring the dishes

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. Thank you for

a bottle

then filled the glasses of the people by the table, but when she was about

a hot glass

“Of course, mister.”

today, so all of us are drinking a little. Ms. Tanner, could it be that you’re not of age yet?” Winter

Tristan ignored her.

others did the same, and Winter turned gloomy at once. It felt as if someone

“Happy birthday, Ysabelle!”