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?

Tristan removed his suit jacket and tied it around

asked in bewilderment. We’re in a bar, for goodness’

nothing. Let’s

with anger, Letitia ran

and Sophie are feeling pretty smug now,

expected, Brayden immediately sent people to rescue Trevor when he

his son had offended, he

he know

director, so it was natural for him to

he had never met the latter in

he had always known that Tristan was someone he should never provoke, so

then? We can’t possibly leave our only son in the lurch!” Brayden’s wife,

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

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

with no other choice, Brayden continued calling up his friends in a bid to

with legions of fans. The CEO of Lombard Group can’t possibly make me his enemy and risk

door to the private room and ushered Sophie in,

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

his mind about Sophie after the earlier episode with

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

would he mind that others were

What baffles me more is why Mr. Tristan

Tristan

sit with Sean, leaving the

their seats when

you think? His son pissed me off, so why shouldn’t I teach

managed to find someone to

knew Brayden Gardner had that much influence?” Sophie mused, surprised that the

the phone, a flicker of annoyance crossing

to intercede for the Gardners today. No

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

it worthwhile getting so worked up

the beers on the coffee table and took a

that she had trouble grasping

be so strict,” Tristan replied. Does she

had grabbed a beer

she knows Tristan? Then again,

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

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