Anything For Her

Chapter 293 Going To See My Girlfriend “Whatever it is, please go out first. I’m on the phone right now,” Tristan replied with an irritated tone. “On the phone? With who? Your girlfriend?” Otherwise, why wouldn’t he want me to know? “Just go out first.” When he saw the fuming look on his son’s face, William had no choice but to leave. It wasn’t until he was certain William was gone that Tristan picked up his phone again. “Was that your dad? Mr. Tristan, I don’t hold a grudge against Winter, so you don’t have to do this for me.” Sophie had overheard his conversation with William.

Tristan frowned at her words. “You don’t have to bother with this matter. Besides, I’ve already shown her mercy on Charles’ account.” If it hadn’t been for Charles, the consequences would have been much worse. “All right now, I’ve got to go back downstairs. Mark is still there.” Since it’s Mark’s first time here, it would be rude to leave him alone. “What? Mark’s at your house?” “Mmm-hmm.” “Sophie, aren’t you playing favorites? How can you invite Mark over for Christmas and not me?” Sophie was speechless. “He was alone in the mansion, hence the invitation for him to come over for Christmas dinner,” Sophie explained.

“Fine.” Tristan was still upset by the news. After ending the call, Sophie went downstairs to spend time with Josiah. “Soph, look, this sketch is really entertaining.” “It is.” Josiah enjoyed watching sketches and poem recitations. Even though the standard of recent programs had deteriorated, his enthusiasm hadn’t diminished one bit. When it was close to midnight, Mark finally got to his feet. “Mark, since it’s already so late, why don’t you stay the night?” Josiah suggested. “It’s fine, Old Mr. Tanner. I should be going home now.” Mark didn’t want to impose on them any further. “Grandpa, I’ll walk him out. You should hurry up and get some rest as it’s already late.” He shouldn’t neglect his health just because it’s Christmas. “Fine, I’m going to bed.” At that hour, Sophie was the only one who remained by his side. Everyone else had made an excuse and left after watching the program briefly. Evidently, actions spoke louder than words. The moment they stepped out the door, Mark stopped in his tracks. Even though it hadn’t snowed in Jipsdale over the last few days, the weather was still freezing cold.

Josiah was still watching TV there. “Grandpa, why are you being so stubborn? Aren’t you supposed to be in bed?” “Just five more minutes. My favorite sketch actor is on now.” Josiah refused to go to sleep. Faced with his obstinance, the helpless Sophie ended up watching the show together with him. Once the sketch was over, it was time for the poem recitation. Josiah asked in a pitiful tone, “Sophie, I’m your grandfather. How can you treat me like that?” “Grandpa, what did I do to you?” “Can I then watch for five more minutes?” Josiah

word, her expression was enough to send a shiver down anyone’s spine. “Fine. I’ll stop watching and go to bed. Are you satisfied?” Josiah had no choice but to give in. Watching the exchange, Morgan couldn’t help but smile. In this whole wide world, only Ms. Sophie is capable of ordering Old Mr. Tanner around. While Morgan helped Josiah up the stairs, Sophie cleared the mess in the living room before heading up herself. By then, it was already past midnight. She gave her social media a quick surf before lying down to go to bed. Suddenly, her phone lit up. It was Tristan calling again on video. Even though the room light was off, Sophie still answered it. “Why are you still up at this hour?” “I was just about to sleep and wanted to call you before that.” Christmas, to Tristan, was a boring affair where everyone simply ate and drank. “In that case, I’ll hang up now.” Sophie was truly exhausted. “Mmm-hmm, good night.” The purpose of his call was just to bid her good night. “Good night.” Despite the simplicity of the greeting, it was

won’t be back for lunch.” Stumped by the comment, William threw him a glance. “It’s Christmas now. What is there to do? Don’t tell me that the employees of Lombard Group don’t get a break?” “It’s personal. You don’t have to worry about it.” “Personal? For someone who doesn’t even have a girlfriend, what can it be?” The mere mention of a girlfriend frustrated William. “Tristan,