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 the

Everyone was instantly speechless.

across their mind. My gosh, can she be

think my luck will be that good. Throwing darts is

even

the one who suggested the game, she had never

lose the game. Only then

figured that Tristan wouldn’t

well, Ms. Tanner. You must frequent clubs often and play regularly,

sneered. Ah, so that’s what she has been

trained with the special forces before,

their results

your turn, Mr.

smiling brightly. Yes, I will surely lose

should go ahead. I’ll be the last

was Tristan who told her to play first. There’s no way

spot, grabbed a

got the worst result

I under-performed,” said Winter sadly. She pretended to be disappointed, but she was actually brimming

the chance to kiss the man she loved, who

turn,

was getting a little

as though Winter wants to lose the game? Is it

just you. She wants to lose so that she can kiss Tristan.

be an idiot to not know what Winter was

like that. Does she really like Uncle Tristan that much? Ugh, this is so disgusting. She is not worthy of

two together if

do we do now? We can’t let her

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

else can kiss him

two of you on good

see how she repeatedly goes

after her best friend would be deemed an enemy. She didn’t even care who

way over and

moved with the

heart began

like to press her lips against his. She had been dreaming of that kiss for so long,

had to thank Ysabelle for it. If it hadn’t

gosh, Uncle

hell?” said Felix. He