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?

removed his suit jacket and tied it

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

Let’s

anger, Letitia ran off to inform

are feeling pretty smug now, but I’m sure the Gardners will never let them off!

people to rescue Trevor when he

his son

he know what he has

a famous director, so it was natural for him to rub shoulders with high

name, but he had

never provoke, so why was his son dumb enough to poke

leave our only son in the lurch!” Brayden’s wife,

No one in Jipsdale or even

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

calling up his friends in a bid to

Group can’t possibly make me his enemy and risk

Tristan opened the door to the private room and ushered Sophie in, causing

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

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

he brought Sophie to the party, but he had also

meant nothing to him, why would

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

Tristan

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

taken their seats when Tristan’s phone

what do you think? His son pissed me off, so why shouldn’t I teach him a lesson to keep him in line? I won’t kill him, but if he continues antagonizing me,

to find someone to intercede with Tristan

that much influence?” Sophie mused, surprised

hung up the phone, a flicker of annoyance crossing his

care who tries to intercede for the Gardners today. No amount of pleading would

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

worthwhile getting so worked up for

drinking the wine, Tristan opened one of the beers on the coffee table and took

was changing so rapidly that she had trouble grasping them. “Mr. Tristan, didn’t you

strict,” Tristan replied. Does she

too, had grabbed

to show me up, isn’t she? Why else would she keep implying how much she knows Tristan? Then again, so what if she knows him

the glass. “That’s not what I meant,

We’re here tonight to celebrate Winter’s success, so cut her some slack, Tristan,” Charles chimed in. He couldn’t bear to see his sister being so infatuated with someone