Chapter 95 Go To My Room

Thinking she had misheard him, Ysabelle dug at her ear and asked calmly, “What did you say? Can you repeat that?”

“I said, I want to share a room with you!” Felix was determined to spend more time with her at all costs.

“You hear that, Uncle Tristan? Your friend here wants to bed me!” Ysabelle said.

Felix fell silent upon hearing that.

Wait… Did she get the wrong idea or something? I said I wanted to share a room with her, not share a bed with her!

Noticing that Tristan had narrowed his eyes menacingly, Felix raised his arms in a surrendering motion and exclaimed, “That’s not true, Mr. Tristan! I’ve never thought about that at all!”

Sophie picked up the volleyball and stepped forward as she said, “Don’t worry, Ysabelle! He can’t possibly win!”

“Hey, Mr. Tristan! Your girlfriend is bullying me!” Felix exclaimed.

“That’s fine. I’ll help her bully you in a bit!” Tristan replied with a smile.

Just like that, what should’ve been a fair volleyball match ended with the three of them ganging up on Felix.

Unhappy with his loss, Felix grumbled when he was alone with Tristan, “Hey, Mr. Tristan! Don’t you want to be in the same room with Sophie? I actually thought you were going to help me out earlier!”

“I’m warning you, Felix. Ysabelle is still very young!”

What the f*ck? Does he really see me as a heartless pervert?

“I just wanted to spend more time with her, d*mn it! Why must you all bully me like this? You’re such a meanie, Mr. Tristan!” Felix lamented.

“I won’t stop you once Ysabelle turns twenty, so stop your whining.”

What? I have to wait till she’s twenty? There are tons of kids out there who start dating as early as the age of ten!

“Twenty? A-Are you going to wait till Sophie turns twenty too?”

“Yeah.”

Felix had never thought he would hear that reply from Tristan.

What the… Since when did Mr. Tristan become such a gentleman?

Wilma had always assumed that Tristan was some kind of unreasonable thug that would abuse his powers. Being a huge fan of photography, she had taken a picture of him and Sophie with an instant camera when they were standing next to each other earlier.

walked up to him

Ms. Sophie, huh? You two look so perfect

couldn’t help but admire how great the

the latter raising hers slightly. Her skirt was billowing in the wind, and the boundless blue

to come to me if you ever need anything,” Tristan

staring at the photo when he

it?” he asked as he tried to get a peek, but Tristan put it away before

it kill him

to stop Wilma and the others from having a great time. After giving

to be found, she went back

Sophie realized

back and get it

don’t you go to

an eyebrow at him in

too much of a hassle to go

say anything,” Sophie mumbled as she followed him to his

take a nap. I’ll wake you

“Okay.”

slept for four hours the night before, Sophie soon drifted off into a very

to get some work done on his computer outside to kill time. The general manager of Lombard Group started whining the

be coming back, Mr. Tristan? Please come

so much work done so effortlessly? I can barely get a few hours of

had only been gone for a few days. “What’s wrong? Just keep up the good work. I’m sure you can

“I…”

can’t believe he’s out there enjoying his vacation while I’m working my a*s off here every

anything else you wish to report? If not, I’m going to hang up and go take a nap. I’m a little tired after playing volleyball all

sigh at his fate as

quietly returned to the room after ending the video

the huge, white bed with the blanket covering her from the waist

long, brown hair was spread across the bed, and her skin looked even

floor and rested his head on

was asleep that he felt like protecting her in

still asleep by the

in her room when it was

isn’t in her room,

must be in

jerk for practicing double

can’t believe Uncle Tristan would go for

she liked Sophie a lot too, she found it a little more acceptable

to Tristan’s room with Ysabelle and knocked on the

door and saw the two of them standing

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