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.

a shower and changed into a set of fresh

how the housekeeper was going to notice it, she tied up the trash

have an early celebration for Ysabelle’s birthday, and Ysabelle told me that I have to bring you

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

Sophie

up. Everyone’s waiting for you. What’s the matter with my uncle? Why

happened, so you guys can start eating first if

You can take your time. There’s

Ysabelle

a little while longer. Soph’s a little

can a student be busy about? I’d say it

who

don’t like the way you’re talking about Soph. If she says that she’s

hear Winter talk about Sophie

I just don’t think tardiness is good. It’ll make her seem

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

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

clamped her mouth

come to this place! Besides, what kind of witch is Sophie to make Ysabelle so protective

Don’t be mad anymore. We’re all friends here,” Felix said, trying

you?” Ysabelle huffed, still

Felix patted her head.

nothing I can do

smacked his

up my

the door to the room, and Tristan entered

Ysabelle saw Sophie,

“Sit here, Soph!”

pulled Sophie to a

her right. In other words,

are you still standing there? Take a

saw Tristan looking at him, he stood up and

a meal. Does he really need to

Charles’ seat without any

Winter was sitting by Tristan’s other

Tristan was sitting there as long as she was sitting beside

asked the server to

her birthday tomorrow. Old Mr. Lombard will surely take up most of her time tomorrow, and there’s nothing I can do about it,

bottle

the people by the table, but when she was about to fill Sophie’s glass,

glass of milk

“Of course, mister.”

so all of us are drinking a little. Ms. Tanner, could it be that

Tristan ignored her.

the same, and Winter turned gloomy at once. It felt as if someone had slapped her across

“Happy birthday, Ysabelle!”