Pursuing Her (Sophie and Tristan)

Chapter 55 Anticipating The Kiss

one is allowed to hold a grudge, okay?”“Winter, let’s just play. Why are you talking so much? What’s the point of saying all that, anyway?”How have I never noticed that Winter is so annoying before?“I’ll go first,” said Ysabelle. She stood up and tossed the dart right away.“Ten points,” said Felix. He couldn’t help chuckling a little. Ysabelle’s skill is really… something else.“What are you laughing at, Felix? Do you think you can do better? Fine, go on, then. You can go next.”“Sure,” replied Felix. He stood behind the line, adjusted his stance, and threw the dart. “Twenty-five points. See that? That is how you do it.”“Hmph!”That good-for-nothing Felix is deliberately messing with me!“Soph, it’s your turn.”Sophie made her way over. She picked up a dart and tossed it mindlessly.Even so, it managed to hit the bull’s eye.Everyone was instantly speechless.The same thought flashed across their mind. My gosh, can she be any more nonchalant?“Huh… I didn’t think my luck will be that good. Throwing darts is all about luck, right?”Winter was even more delighted.Although she was the one who suggested the game, she had never thought about winning it.In fact, she was determined to lose the game. Only then would she be able to kiss Tristan.After all, it was just a game. She figured that Tristan wouldn’t be able to complain even if she were to kiss him.“Wow, you play so well, Ms. Tanner. You must frequent clubs often and play regularly, huh?” Winter asked.Sophie sneered. Ah, so that’s what she has been planning.Charles and Sean were up next. Both had trained with the special forces before, so games like that were nothing to them.Hence, their results were virtually perfect.“It’s your turn, Mr. Tristan.”Winter was smiling brightly. Yes, I will surely lose now.“You should go ahead. I’ll be the last one,” said Tristan.Winter didn’t have the guts to disobey since it was Tristan who told her to play first. There’s no way Tristan is that bad at throwing darts, right? At worst, he will definitely get some points.Winter made her way to the right spot, grabbed a dart, and threw it as well as she could.In the end, however, she got the worst result with only one point.“I’m so sorry. It’s been a while since I last played this game, so I under-performed,” said Winter sadly. She pretended to be disappointed, but she was actually brimming with happiness.She reckoned she finally had the chance to kiss the man she loved, who was right there in Nocturnal.“It’s your turn, Mr. Tristan.”Winter was getting a little eager.“Soph, why does it seem as though Winter wants to lose the game? Is it just me, or is she that obvious?”“It’s not just you. She wants to lose so that she can kiss Tristan. Can you really not see that?”Sophie would have to be an idiot to not know what Winter was planning.“Huh? What the hell? How shameless can that woman get? I can’t believe she came up with a plan like that. Does she really like Uncle Tristan that much? Ugh, this is so disgusting. She is not worthy of him.”Ysabelle would never have put two and two together if Sophie hadn’t pointed it out.“Well… What do we do now? We can’t let her kiss Uncle Tristan, can we?”“What is there for us to do? This is about your Uncle Tristan, and no one can do anything if he’s okay with her kissing him,” Sophie replied.“No, that won’t do. Anyone else can kiss him but her!”“Why not? Aren’t the two of you on good terms?”“She and I are no longer friends, okay? I mean, did you see how she repeatedly goes after you