Anything For Her

Terrified, Trevor started groveling at Tristan’s feet.

The latter turned to look at Sophie. “Well? What do you think we should do?”

“Miss, I was wrong. I’ve made a big mistake. Please let me off!” Trevor begged, hoping Sophie would be soft-hearted enough to speak up for him.

At that moment, five strapping men entered the bar and walked up to Sophie. “Ms. Tanner, we’re here.”

“Mr. Gardner loves having fun with men. You guys like that, don’t you? Take him away! You can do whatever you like to him, but make sure to keep him alive.”

“Yes, Ms. Tanner!”

“N-No! Ms. Tanner, I was wrong! I won’t do it again!” Trevor pleaded.

A cold grin crept across Sophie’s face. “Didn’t you say you were amazing in bed? Have you forgotten that you wanted to play with Mr. Tristan too?”

“I didn’t know he—”

“Enough!” Sophie interrupted. “You said you love having fun, so I got plenty of people to play with you. By the way, they don’t need your money, so you can enjoy yourself without spending a dime! Take him away! What an eyesore.”

With that, two of the burly men pulled Trevor to his feet.

“Let’s go, Mr. Gardner! Stop resisting. Otherwise, don’t blame us if you get hurt.”

Seeing the scene unfold in front of her, Letitia hurried over.

“What are you guys doing? Let go of Mr. Gardner this instance, or I’ll call the police!”

“You’d better mind your own business, Ms. Gatrell! Aren’t you ashamed of yourself after all that you’ve done? What gives you the right to stand here and lecture us?” one of the men said before dragging Trevor away.

Now that Sophie had instructed them, they’d make doubly sure not to kill Trevor from all the fun they were about to have with him.

“Well?” Sophie asked as she turned to Tristan. “Are you pleased with that resolution?”

“Not really, but I can still accept it.”

“Y-You… You guys have gone too far! Do you know who his father is? He’s none other than—”

Before Letitia could finish her words, Sophie interrupted, “So? Do you want to go with him? If that’s what you desire, I can call my men back to take you along. You can all have a wild night together.”

Urgh. Letitia is seriously testing my patience. Doesn’t she know how tiring it is to teach people a lesson?

his suit jacket and tied it around

 We’re in a bar, for goodness’ sake. I’m already dressed

nothing. Let’s go

seething with anger, Letitia ran off

he? Tristan and Sophie are feeling pretty smug now, but I’m sure the Gardners will never let them off! Just

to rescue Trevor

his son had offended, he was

know what

natural

heard of Tristan’s name, but he

someone he should never provoke, so why was his son dumb enough

we do, then? We can’t possibly leave our

Mr. Tristan, for goodness’ sake! No one in Jipsdale or even Chanaea dares to aggravate him! It’s all your fault. You’re home every day,

on your connections, can’t you?” Valerie pleaded. “After all, you’re a famous director. I’m sure Mr. Tristan

choice, Brayden continued calling up his friends in a bid

of fans. The CEO of Lombard Group can’t possibly make

to the private room and ushered Sophie in, causing everyone

the suit jacket around Sophie’s waist, Felix roared with laughter. “Sophie, what a unique

initially thought that Tristan would change his mind about Sophie after the

horror, not only had he brought Sophie to the party, but he

meant nothing to him, why would he mind that others were looking

shrugged off Felix’s comment. Unique? So be it. What baffles me more is why Mr.

Tristan

hesitation, the latter got up to sit with Sean, leaving the two-seater couch

taken their

answering the call and listening for a few seconds, he scoffed, “Well, what do you think? His son pissed me off, so why shouldn’t I teach him a lesson

find someone to intercede with Tristan on

influence?” Sophie mused, surprised that

a flicker of annoyance

tries to intercede for the Gardners today. No

for your health,” Winter said as she poured him a glass of

getting so worked up for

the wine, Tristan opened one of the beers on the coffee

she had trouble grasping them. “Mr. Tristan, didn’t you use to

no need to be so strict,” Tristan replied. Does she expect

had grabbed a beer

much she knows Tristan?

her grip around the glass. “That’s not what I meant, Mr.

right, all right. We’re here tonight to celebrate Winter’s success, so cut her some slack, Tristan,” Charles chimed in. He couldn’t bear