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

are you doing?” Sophie asked in bewilderment. We’re in a bar, for goodness’ sake. I’m already dressed very modestly for

Let’s go

seething with anger, Letitia ran

are feeling pretty smug now, but I’m sure the Gardners will never

Brayden immediately sent people to rescue Trevor when he got the

learning who his son

a*shole! Does he know what he

so it was natural for him to rub shoulders with high

he had never met the

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

We can’t possibly leave our only son

against 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, yet you’ve

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

Brayden continued calling up his friends in a bid to track down

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

opened the door to the private room and ushered Sophie in, causing everyone inside to look up

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

would change his mind

only had he brought Sophie to the party, but he had also shown just how much he cared

she meant nothing to him, why would

What baffles me

Tristan instructed

got up to sit with Sean, leaving the two-seater couch for Tristan and

just taken their seats

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, don’t blame me

out, Brayden had managed to find someone to intercede with

Brayden Gardner had that much influence?” Sophie mused, surprised that the director could find

a flicker of annoyance crossing his

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

It’s not good for your health,” Winter said as she poured him a

is it worthwhile getting so worked up for

of the beers on the

was changing so rapidly that she had trouble grasping them. “Mr. Tristan, didn’t you use to dislike drinking beer?” she

so strict,” Tristan replied. Does she expect

grabbed a beer

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

grip around the glass. “That’s not what

chimed in. He couldn’t bear to see