Anything For Her novel (Sophie and Tristan) novel Chapter 60

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“Danielle, are you all right?” her friends asked before helping her up.

“F*ck you! Do you know how important my feet are to me? I’m going to make you pay!” Since Danielle Judd was a ballet dancer, her feet were her invaluable assets.

“Oh, is it? Then, you shouldn’t pester me anymore. Otherwise, I’m going to make sure to incapacitate your feet. Treat this as a lesson.” With that, Sophie ignored them and went to look for Ysabelle.

Winter walked toward Danielle and pretended to be considerate. “Are you okay, Danielle? Didn’t I tell you not to act impulsively?”

“Winter, you know I’ve always been interested in Mr. Tristan, right? What’s so good about that wild girl?” Danielle raged. She’s nothing compared to me in terms of family background and looks!

“Well, you can’t force your feelings upon others, you know? That’s enough. Stop causing any trouble. Otherwise, Mr. Tristan isn’t going to be happy about it,” Winter advised.

“I know.” Danielle was still incredibly frustrated. However, she was aware of how scary Tristan could be. Although she liked him a lot, she was scared of him more.

“That stupid, poor girl. How dare she get on Diamond Cruise and wrap up a rock as a present? I’m sure Mr. Tristan is just fooling around with her,” Danielle grumbled.

“All right. Enough. You’ll get in trouble if Mr. Tristan hears that,” Winter warned.

At that moment, Tristan had arrived on the cruise ship.

The cruise ship then set sail shortly after.

Upon seeing Tristan, the socialites started posing seductively.

“You’re here, Mr. Tristan!” Winter dashed toward him and asked, “Would you be my partner tonight, Mr. Tristan?”

There was going to be a dance later that evening. Hence, Winter wanted Tristan to be her dance partner. Since he didn’t come with Sophie, that means I have a chance to dance with him!

“I’m sorry. I already have a dance partner.” Tristan turned her down.

He then cast a glance around, but he couldn’t find Sophie. She must’ve gone to look for Ysabelle.

“But, Mr. Tristan—” Winter was about to ask again.

“Winter, don’t make me repeat myself.” Tristan had always been impatient with other women.

As she watched him leave, Winter’s face turned grim.

Just then, Danielle walked up beside her and scoffed, “Winter, don’t you think Mr. Tristan is way out of your league? How could you be shameless enough to ask him to be your partner?”

She was provoking Winter on purpose.

She wasn’t happy with the fact that Winter was acting all high and mighty. You had the audacity to offer yourself up? Jokes on you for getting rejected.

“What did you say?” Winter was enraged.

“You should mind your attitude, Danielle,” she added.

“What’s wrong with my attitude? Since we both like Mr. Tristan, why should I treat you nicely?” Danielle argued.

“Oh? I wonder what would Mr. Tristan think when he finds out you were bullying Sophie!”

“You!” Danielle didn’t expect Winter to use that against her.

“Know your place, Danielle. Don’t ever crave for something that isn’t yours,” Winter taunted. You’re not worthy to fight against me.

Sophie saw Ysabelle lying on her bed upon walking into her room. Isn’t she worried about messing up her hair?

Ysabelle sat up immediately when she saw Sophie. “Finally, you’re here! I thought you bailed on me!”

Sophie went over to sit on the bed as well. “It’s your birthday. How could I miss it? You look so pretty, Ysabelle,” Sophie said sincerely.

Ysabelle leaned on Sophie’s shoulder and said, “I’m not as pretty as you, Soph. You look mesmerizing in that little black dress.”

If Ysabelle hadn’t seen Sophie fight with her own eyes, she wouldn’t believe she could fight so well with that slender waist of hers.

Ysabelle couldn’t help but wrap her arms around Sophie’s waist and asked, “Why don’t you just marry me, Soph?”

Sophie laughed upon hearing that. Does this girl not filter her words when she speaks?

“Why are you laughing? I’m serious. Honestly, I’m capable of doing everything except for giving birth.” Ysabelle was promoting herself enthusiastically.