Anything For Her

“Are you okay with it, Soph? We don’t have to play the game if you don’t want to.”

Ysabelle was certain that Sophie could do most things well, but throwing darts was a game that needed constant practice. I wonder if she ever played it before.

“It’s fine. We can play if that’s what you want.”

Sophie smiled warmly, and it was as though she was letting Ysabelle do whatever she wanted on her birthday.

“I love you so much, Soph,” said Ysabelle. In a way, Sophie was the perfect boyfriend material. “Seriously, if you’re a guy, I would marry you in a heartbeat.”

Sophie smiled without saying anything else.

“Ms. Tanner, you truly are incredible. It seems like you can do everything with ease.”

Winter was bidding her time and planning ahead. The higher the pedestal she put Sophie on, the more it would hurt when Sophie inevitably fell.

Sophie, however, didn’t think much of it. It’s just a game of throwing darts, so how hard can it be? I’ll just let her think that she’s winning for a little longer.

“Do you need Mr. Tristan to give you some private lessons beforehand? He was the one who taught you how to play pools the last time, right?”

“There’s no need for that. Since Ms. Quigley is that eager to lose, let’s just play.”

Sophie was truly irked by Winter’s behavior. After all, it shouldn’t matter what her relationship with Tristan was like. Winter still had no right butting in on the matter.

“Hah,” replied Winter. She couldn’t help scoffing. “Before that, though, let’s make things clear. This is just a game, so regardless of how things turn out to be, no one is allowed to hold a grudge, okay?”

“Winter, let’s just play. Why are you talking so much? What’s the point of saying all that, anyway?”

How have I never noticed that Winter is so annoying before?

“I’ll go first,” said Ysabelle. She stood up and tossed the dart right away.

“Ten points,” said Felix. He couldn’t help chuckling a little. Ysabelle’s skill is really… something else.

“What are you laughing at, Felix? Do you think you can do better? Fine, go on, then. You can go next.”

“Sure,” replied Felix. He stood behind the line, adjusted his stance, and threw the dart. “Twenty-five points. See that? That is how you do it.”

“Hmph!”

That good-for-nothing Felix is deliberately messing with me!

“Soph, it’s your turn.”

her way over. She picked up a dart and tossed it

managed to hit

Everyone was instantly speechless.

same thought flashed across their mind. My gosh,

luck will be that good.

even

was the one who suggested the game, she

she was determined to lose the game. Only then would she be able

was just a game. She figured that Tristan wouldn’t be able to complain even if she were to

must frequent clubs often and

 Ah, so that’s what

with the special forces before, so games

results were

your turn,

smiling brightly. Yes, I

be the last one,”

the guts to disobey since it was Tristan who told her to play first. There’s no way Tristan is that bad at throwing darts, right? At worst, he will definitely get some

her way to the right spot, grabbed a dart, and

the worst result with only

It’s been a while since I last played this game, so I under-performed,” said Winter sadly. She pretended to be disappointed, but she was actually brimming

to kiss the man she loved,

turn, Mr.

getting a

does it seem as though Winter wants to lose

that she

be an idiot to not know

can that woman get? I can’t believe she came up with a plan like

never have put two and two together if Sophie hadn’t

we do now? We can’t let her kiss

about your Uncle Tristan, and no one can do anything if he’s okay

else can

not? Aren’t the two of you

how she repeatedly

to go after her best friend would be deemed an

way over

moved with

heart began

his. She had been dreaming of that kiss for so long, but she never had

thank Ysabelle for it. If it hadn’t been

gosh, Uncle

hell?” said Felix. He couldn’t