Pursuing Her novel (Sophie and Tristan) novel Chapter 972

Despite Ysabelle’s unhappiness, she chose to remain silent since Lily hadn’t explicitly mentioned Tristan’s name

Sophie, on the other hand, remained composed and saw an opportunity to have some fun by subtly tormenting the woman during the competition. At the moment, there was no rush to take action at all.

Meanwhile, Tristan couldn’t even be bothered to look at Lily, yet the latter continued to linger around even after they had finished their meal.

Sensing that Tristan was about to blow his top, Bertram quickly offered. “Ms. Sanders, let me take you on a tour!”

“No need, I have something to attend to in the afternoon. I won’t bother you any further.”

Lily hoped Tristan would ask her to stay, but the man didn’t even spare her a glance, leaving her feeling deeply frustrated. She couldn’t help but wonder if her offer wasn’t enticing enough for him.

With a single nod from Tristan, she was willing to go to great lengths and give up everything she possessed.

“Well then! Mr. Tristan, why don’t I see Ms. Sanders off? Bertram, feeling obliged to play the role of the gracious gentleman, volunteered to see Lily off.

Tristan nodded in agreement. Finally, Lily departed, and Ysabelle couldn’t contain her laughter any longer.

“I’m telling you this Lily Sanders is such an amusing woman!”

“Amusing? She’s incredibly selfish and ruthless when it comes to achieving her goals.”“ Sophie remarked. This woman engaged in trafficking young women despite being a woman herself. That’s such a despicable act.

“Yes, she is truly disgusting. Tristan concurred. It was a rare occasion for him to hold such disdain for a woman, highlighting just how repulsive her actions were in his eyes.

“Is that so? Well, indeed, she’s quite repugnant. Sophie, be careful when dealing with her. I can tell she harbors ill intentions,” Ysabelle voiced her concerti.

“I know. You don’t have to worry,” Sophie assured Ysabelle. This time, she had every intention of teaching Lily a lesson during the competition.

Not only did she have her sights set on taking over Fandar, but she also wanted to bring Lily down

Upon returning to her mansion, Lily couldn’t contain her frustration and threw a tantrum, the memory of Sophie’s arrogant demeanor filling her with unhappiness.

None of her subordinates dared to speak a word.

That was just how Lily was-when her temper flared, she would either hit or scold her subordinates.

In an attempt to appease her, one of her subordinates voiced, “Ms. Sanders, please don’t be angry. Sophie’s moment of victory will be short-lived. After tomorrow, you will have the opportunity to completely humiliate her in front of everyone. Once Mr. Tristan sees her lack of talent, he will realize that she is merely a decorative piece.”

“Yes, indeed. Sophie cannot compare to you, Ms. Sanders. She is merely a decorative piece without any talent,” the subordinates reassured Lily.

Lily, consumed by anger, forcefully threw the cup in her hand, shattering it as it crashed onto the ground.

“Whatif Mr. Tristan only likes her for her face? Does that mean I don’t stand a chance? Is she more beautiful than me?”.

Lily had been diligently working out all these years, maintaining a toned physique. Alas, she could not escape the effects of age. Being in her thirties, her complexion had begun to show signs of deterioration, making it difficult for her to compare herself to the youthful and radiant Sophie.

“Well, if Mr. Tristan is so infatuated with her face, then we can just ruin it, right?”

Being in Fandar, their familiar territory, it wouldn’t be a challenging task to ruin a young woman’s appearance. They had the means and resources to carry out such a scheme effortlessly.

Lily was satisfied with that idea.

“Let’s talk about it after the competition!” she exclaimed, confident that she would be able to secure first place. If Tristan wants Fandar, he would have to comply with my demands”

Finally, the day of the competition arrived, and Tristan felt a twitch in his eyelid. Although he wasn’t usually superstitious, when it came to matters concerning Sophie, he couldn’t help but entertain a bit of superstition this time.

“What’s wrong?” Sophie asked.

Tristan didn’t seem happy early in the morning.