Anything For Her novel (Sophie and Tristan) novel Chapter 479

Chapter 479

“You don't understand, Sophie. Enough. I won't hold the matter of your arrival here against you. Go home!”
“You don't understand, Sophie. Enough. I won't hold the matter of your arrival here against you. Go home!”

There is no need to continue discussing this matter, as I will not listen to a word. Mark, being my only son, must inherit Emerald Gang.

“I hope you would think it over, Mr. Wheeler. We don't want Mark to be in any danger. All of us want the best for him.”

So what if he inherits the Emerald Gang?

Sophie heard a noise outside just as she was about to leave. Mark rushed in a moment later.

“Didn't I tell you not to hurt them, Dad? I'd promise you that I will do whatever you ask, but you can't hurt the people around me. How can you go back on your word?” Mark cried, having lost his composure upon finding out that Sophie was with Emerald Gang.

Upon entering the room, he pulled Sophie behind him.

“Are you all right, Sophie? Did he hurt you?” he asked anxiously.

Sophie grabbed his wrist. “Relax, Mark. I'm fine, and it wasn't your father who brought me in. I came here on my own accord.”

Mark was in utter disbelief.

“What do you mean, Sophie? Haven't I told you before not to concern yourself with my affairs? What are you doing here? What would you have me do if something happened to you?”

Doesn't she know how worried I am?

“I have no other intentions, Mark. I just came to have a few words with your father.”

Mark's expression turned uglier.

He knew he had overreacted, but he could not help it. He had no way of calming down as long as it pertained to Sophie.

“Go home, Sophie! Don't concern yourself with my affairs from now on.”

Sophie frowned. “Mark!”

Mark remained surly. “Please leave!”

Upon seeing how angry he was, Sophie did not say another word.

It looks like leaving is the only thing I can do for now.

“I'm sorry to have bothered you, Mr. Wheeler.”

Sophie turned and departed after bidding farewell to Quinton. She even shut the door to the study before leaving.

“You like her, don't you, Mark?” Quinton could tell from his son's reaction at a glance.

Mark ignored his father. “I apologize for misunderstanding today, but I hope you won't harm them in the future.”

“You are my son, Mark. Stop being so cowardly! Court her if you like her!”

Quinton had changed his mind after the fight with Sophie.

It would also seem like a good choice if Sophie became my daughter-in-law. At least no one would pick on Mark with her around.

“I told you to stay out my affairs, Dad. Why won't you listen?”

“Watch how you speak to me, boy! I am your father and have every right to pry into your affairs, and I think you are cowardly.”

All this trouble for a woman. Court her if you like her! What's the use of being nice to her from afar?

“I said stay out of my business, Dad! Why won't you understand?”

“This Sophie is really something. Go after her boldly if you like her!”

His duel with her had completely changed his mind.

Mark refused to say another word to him.

“I still have matters to attend to.” He turned around and left without another word.

“Little brat.”

Why is he not like me at all? I would go after girls I liked when I was young, unlike him. It appears I have to make time to speak to Sophie.

After leaving Emerald Gang, Mark headed straight to TS Entertainment to look for Sophie.

With its deadline looming close, Ysabelle's new song was being recorded.

Sophie would be in the recording studio right now, keeping Ysabelle company as she records her song. Sure enough, Mark found Sophie sitting next to Ysabelle, listening to her record her song.

The girl looked very relaxed. Her facial features looked exquisite, her skin was fair and delicate, and her long hair draped loosely around her shoulders.

Mark did not enter immediately. Instead, he stood by the door and watched for a long time.

Though he knew Tristan was the one she liked, he still couldn't help but stare at her admiringly.

This must be what it's like to like somebody. It doesn't matter whether the other party reciprocates or not. There's no way to hide or extinguish that feeling.

Ysabelle's song suited her well. It was youthful and energetic, with a hint of folkish influence.

Ysabelle took off her earphones and ran out of the recording studio after the piece was recorded to find Mark by the door.

“How long have you been here, Mark?”

Sophie turned around and saw Mark standing at the corner.

“I just arrived. You performed very well today. Keep up the good work.”

Ysabelle is indeed a talented singer. It's a pity that she still lacks emotions when she sings. However, being able to sing like this at her age is already pretty good.

Ysabelle beamed at her idol's words of praise.

“Really? Rest assured. I will continue to work hard.”

Ysabelle knew he had come for Sophie, so she mumbled an excuse to leave and left the room to the both of them.

Sophie sat while Mark stood. He smiled as he gazed at the quiet girl.

“I'm sorry for my behavior earlier, Sophie.”

Sophie was a little surprised.

“You don't have to apologize, Mark. It was wrong of me to go to your father without your consent.”

Mark shook his head.

“You know that I will never blame you, Sophie.” Mark sounded even more resigned.

He wanted nothing more than to let go, but as she was the only girl he liked, it was impossible for him to completely forget about how he felt.

“You like to sing, don't you, Mark? I know you don't like a life of fighting and killing.”

She does know me well.

“As cool as you look, I know you wouldn't even bear harming a fly. How would somebody like you be suited to take over the Emerald Gang?”

Some people are just not made for the job.

“So, Mark, you don't have to worry about us if that's what it is. I can protect everyone in the Wheelers now, and no one can hurt me. If you are worried that your family will all be killed after your father retires, I can help.”

Those are indeed the things I am worried about. She knows me so well to have taken all my concerns into account.

For a moment, Mark was at a loss for words.

“I mean it,” she continued. “I know everybody has responsibilities, but it also depends on whether it suits them. There are many within the ranks of the Emerald Gang. What will happen to their lives in the future if you're not up for it?”

Upon joining a gang, one will never again know peace in their lifetime. They will die on the streets sooner or later without anybody above to protect them. Can I really do it? Mark mused.