Anything For Her novel (Sophie and Tristan) novel Chapter 325

Chapter 325

Due to having gone to bed so late last night, Sophie unexpectedly overslept.

It was past ten in the morning by the time she woke up.

The young woman thought Tristan would have left by now.

Yet, she stepped out of her room after washing up, only to see the man learning how to cook from Susan.

“You're up, Ms. Tanner!” Susan exclaimed with a smile. “Have a seat at the dining table. Mr. Lombard's making you breakfast!”

“Really?”

Sophie walked over curiously, and true enough, the man was cooking for her.

“Why aren't you at work?”

Isn't today a working day?

“I overslept, so I decided not to go. Go sit over there. Breakfast will be ready soon.” It was rare for Tristan to cook. Given his background, he was never obligated to do such chores.

However, from the moment he saw Susan preparing Sophie's breakfast, he suddenly had the urge to cook up a meal for the latter.

Fortunately, he was agile and a fast learner, so it didn't take Susan much effort to guide him. They just weren't sure how the food would taste.

Sophie sat at the dining table obediently.

Before long, Tristan and Susan brought all the food to the table.

“Mr. Lombard is amazing! I can't believe this is his first time cooking. Not bad, huh?” Susan couldn't resist praising.

A lot of rich men think they can get everything they need with money, so all they think about is splurging on their girlfriends instead of actually putting in any effort. Mr. Lombard must really like Ms. Tanner to willingly make breakfast for her! And he looked so happy doing it too.

“Right? Mr. Lombard's the best in anything he does. There's nothing in this world he can't do.”

Having slept well, Sophie was in a good mood. Thus, she agreed with Susan and spared no effort in complimenting the man.

“Okay, enough with the compliments. Give it a try first. It's my first time doing this, so I don't know how it would turn out.”

Despite having spent the whole morning trying to make breakfast, he didn't want her to eat it if she didn't like it.

Sophie picked up her cutlery and gave the food a try as Tristan stared at her in anticipation.

“How is it? Is it edible?”

He looked just like a child waiting to be praised by a teacher.

Even Susan couldn't help but feel envious.

They're a match made in heaven!

“Well? Is it okay? You don't have to eat it if it's not. We can grab some food outside.”

In any case, he didn't want her to suffer.

Sophie took a mouthful of the oatmeal in front of her.

“Don't worry, Mr. Tristan. I won't give myself a hard time. To be completely honest, the food tastes good.”

It wasn't just because he had the heart to make her breakfast; he genuinely did a good job.

“You should try some too!”

He must've been so busy all morning that he hasn't eaten.

“Have fun, you two. I'll be heading back now,” Susan didn't want to be a third wheel. “You don't have to clean up when you're done, okay? I'll come back and take care of it later.”

“Thanks, Susan.”

Sophie was pleased with the housekeeper Tristan had hired.

She cooks really well, and most importantly, she knows what questions to ask and what not to ask. It's nice interacting with her.

After Susan had left, only the two of them remained in the dining room.

Sophie scooped Tristan a bowl of oatmeal.

The man tasted some, and to his surprise, it didn't taste bad at all.

After trying the other dishes he had made and realizing that none of them tasted weird, the man finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“I'm not as good of a cook as Mark is, but I'll be sure to practice.”

Sophie was bewildered.

What is he thinking? Why is he comparing himself to Mark? Everyone's talented in their own way! There's no need to compare.

“You don't need to compare yourself to Mark, Mr. Tristan. You're you,” she reminded sincerely.

Besides, he's a busy man. He doesn't have to waste his time doing such things.

“But I'll cook for you as long as you like it.” Work was important, but it was still necessary to spend some time enhancing one's life.

“I do like it. How about we cook together next time?” That would mean so much more, wouldn't it?

“Sure! Let's do that.” Yet, how could he ever allow that? Those hands of hers were too precious to cook. They were meant to perform surgeries and save lives.

It was eleven o'clock by the time they finished breakfast, so technically, the meal they just had felt more like lunch.

“Are you going to school this afternoon?” No matter how brilliant Sophie was, she was still a student—one in senior year, at that—so she had to put a lot of effort into her studies.

“I have to.”

“Then, I'll drop you off before heading to Lombard Group.”

“There's no need for that. School is just ten minutes away!”

You've already spent way too much time on me!

“But I want to, even if it's only five minutes away.” Isn't it normal for men to give their girlfriends a ride?

He wanted to be like those men too.

“Fine. If that's what you want.”

She had nothing to say about this as long as he was happy.

Since they had both woken up late, they ended up laying on the couch and watching Mark's concert instead of taking a lunch break.

“Why are we watching this again? Didn't we already watch them live?” Tristan couldn't understand what she was up to.

“We did. The Wheelers are super popular now, but since I intend to start a management company, I want to take them to the next level and turn them into the most famous band in Aploth.” Although this was her goal, she had never shared it with the band members as she didn't want to put them under any pressure.

In truth, she didn't understand the entertainment industry very well, but she could learn anything she wanted.

Now, the woman's task was to spot any of The Wheelers' shortcomings and address them so she could turn them into the perfect, invincible band.

“You can do it.”

Lombard Group had no part in the entertainment industry, but he could venture into it if that was what she wanted.

“By the way, I'm thinking of signing Ysabelle. Do you think your brother would go after me if I did that?”

Lincoln didn't want his daughter delving into showbiz, after all.

“Do you think Ysabelle has what it takes?” Ysabelle was certainly talented, but Tristan was concerned that the complicated entertainment industry wouldn't be a good fit for someone like her.

“She does. Most importantly, she really likes singing.”

Ysabelle's always wanted to sing, so I hope I can help her realize her dreams.