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.

she took a

can, but when she thought about how the housekeeper was going to notice it, she tied up the trash bag and

early celebration for Ysabelle’s birthday,

The place was the most

and Sophie entered the

my uncle? Why does he need to take so long to

you guys can start

take your time. There’s no need

that, Ysabelle ended

while longer. Soph’s

say it must be because she doesn’t

who spoke was

Soph. If she says that she’s busy, then she must be busy. If you’re in a rush, you can leave

hear Winter talk

I don’t mean anything by it. I just don’t think tardiness is good. It’ll

on Ysabelle’s face dropped. “Winter, I doubt talking behind someone’s back is a cultured

leave first if you’re busy,” Charles uttered unhappily. This woman keeps talking smack about Sophie. If Tristan were to

her mouth

place! Besides, what kind

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

you?” Ysabelle huffed, still

Felix patted her head.

I can do about

his

up my

opened the door to the room, and Tristan entered

saw Sophie,

“Sit here, Soph!”

to a

already sitting on her right. In other words,

are you still standing there? Take

Tristan looking at him, he stood up and offered his

a meal. Does he really need to stick by

took Charles’ seat without any

was sitting

why Tristan was sitting there as long as she was

the server to bring the

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

a bottle

server then filled the glasses of the people by the table, but

glass of

“Of course, mister.”

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

Tristan ignored her.

did the same, and Winter turned gloomy at once. It

“Happy birthday, Ysabelle!”