Anything For Her

“Mr. Tristan.” The man was immediately petrified when he saw Tristan.

F*ck! She’s his woman, and she was even in his room. I’m doomed.

“Get lost,” Tristan growled.

“Sure thing. I’ll leave right away.” With that, the man disappeared without a trace.

Everyone in Jipsdale knew their days would be numbered if they dared to cross Tristan, and the man had no wish to meet a sticky end.

Under the crowd’s envious gazes, Tristan extended his hand in a gentlemanly gesture of invitation. “May I have this dance?”

Sophie placed her hand in his, silently agreeing to dance with him.

Tristan held her hand and led her onto the dance floor, then placed one hand on her slender waist while resting the other on her shoulder.

As the other ladies watched Tristan hug Sophie’s waist, a thought surfaced in their minds. They wished Sophie would disappear at once and that the person in Tristan’s arms was them.

“D*mn it! Why is it Sophie again? How is she so lucky?” one of them whined.

“Yeah! How could she end up with the man of my dreams?”

Another choked out through bitter sobs, “This is going to make me cry myself to death.”

“I won’t let that little minx get away with this!” Danielle hissed through clenched teeth, her fingers gripping the stem of her wineglass so tightly as if she was going to crush it.

Winter was also still among the crowd. I thought I’d get the opportunity to dance with Tristan, not expecting I’d still lose to Sophie in the end.

“Forget it. There’s nothing we can do about her,” she said.

“What are you talking about, Winter? What do you mean by there’s nothing we can do about her? She’s just a member of the Tanner family. What could she possibly be capable of doing?”

“You’re no match for her.”

Danielle was enraged. “You… Don’t look down on me, Winter. Just you wait and see how I’ll make her suffer.”

Winter knew Danielle would not be able to stir up much trouble. Nonetheless, the latter was capable of causing Sophie some minor upsets, which wouldn’t be such a bad thing.

Meanwhile, Tristan and Sophie were twirling away on the dance floor in effortless harmony. It was their first time dancing together, yet they made for a completely compatible pairing. “Mr. Tristan, I didn’t think you had what it took to cause a national crisis,” Sophie remarked.

“What do you mean?”

“Sir, don’t tell me you can’t tell that all the ladies here are thinking of sinking their teeth into me and ripping me to pieces,” Sophie replied, deliberately emphasizing the word “sir.”

“They’re just jealous that you’re much more beautiful than them. You don’t have to worry about a thing.”

His response rendered Sophie speechless.

Very well, then. Since you’re so handsome, everything you say is correct.

“Mr. Tristan, this dance doesn’t require us to be so close together, does it?”

that moment, their bodies were pressed so closely together in uncomfortable proximity, and Sophie was sure that Tristan had to be

does,” he

while the ladies in the crowd

as I thought, Sophie is

right! Is she trying to seduce

Tristan. Let me hold

turned and grabbed a glass

for since she was little

angry that her face

did not want to let go of

I think

have no wish to make myself more enemies. Although I’m not afraid of them, I already have enough trouble on my

Tristan loosened

take things

also had her fill of dancing, Ysabelle walked over

Ysabelle handed a keycard to

her, Sophie said, “I’m exhausted, Belle. I’ll go to my room to rest first. Happy

see Sophie to her room. There are many people here who’ve been

not think anyone present

Felix made no answer and merely looked

possibly give me the

up, “Felix can stay here with you. I’ll send Sophie up to

to Ysabelle and

door, she turned toward

and pressed a kiss to

goodnight kiss. Go on in

found herself at a

I just get kissed by him again? This man is really… Why does he

the matter? Are you hesitating to go into the room because you want

went into her room

the first time anyone had treated Tristan so brusquely, yet he did

as Winter returned from drinking her glass of wine, she saw the smile on Tristan’s

thoroughly agitated by the sight of

him so besotted,

“Mr. Tristan…”

hoping he would spare

smile on his face faded the moment he

rest,” he

which he uttered those three words was worlds apart

“Why her?”

knew she should not have asked that question. After all, Tristan

It has nothing to do with his family background. My

with you? For your brother’s sake, I’ll let it slide this time. Make

that, Tristan opened the door

the door, and

even dare to make a sound