For someone who was used to the splendor of Jipsdale city life, it was really
depressing to stay in Alendor for a change. “All right. I will tell Mr. Tristan when I
have the chance.”
Charles threw a glance at Tristan who was sitting beside Sophie. Since Tristan
had sent Winter to Alendor, Charles reckoned that she would not be able to
come back for quite some time.
“Charles, you guys are at Nocturnal, right?” Winter grew alarmed at the sound
of the music on the other end of the phone. “All right, I’m going to hang up now.”
Charles’ mood turned foul after hanging up the call. It was indeed pitiful for
Winter to be all alone in Alendor. Sean came over and patted him on the
shoulder. “Was that Winter?”
“Yes.” Charles did not hide the fact that he had been talking to Winter. After all,
she was his sister, and there was no way he could just ignore her.
“Let’s find a chance and try to talk to Mr. Tristan again.” No matter what, they
had grown up together, and they were still friends with each other. However,
Winter should not have offended Sophie in the first place.
“Thank you,” Charles muttered.
Sean patted his shoulder again.
“All right, that’s enough. Let’s not ruin the vibe. Look on the bright side. It’s great
that she gets a chance to steel herself in Alendor. She’s too spoiled for her own
good anyway,” Sean said.
Charles knew Sean was right.
Winter was too proud and entitled for thinking that she could get anything and
everything she liked.
She was oblivious to the fact that love, or in this case, the lack thereof, could not
be rationalized.
Similarly, nobody knew that Tristan would change completely after knowing
Sophie.
It was not a bad thing, per se. However, he was a changed man and was
completely different from his past self.
Because of that, he had become a much more approachable man.
Sophie sat on the couch and played with her phone. She was not in the slightest
interested in everything that was going on in Nocturnal.
Tristan was sitting beside her as he put his hands on the couch, essentially
circling her in his embrace.
Ysabelle watched the two from aside and smiled. “Aunt Sarah, I did not expect
that Uncle Tristan will act so lovey-dovey when he’s in love.”
“Tell me about it. He’s so serious about this relationship,” Sarah quipped. She
knew that Tristan was a man who took relationships seriously. He had been
alone all these years, but he fell hard for Sophie when she came into his life.
“But Sophie deserves it,” Ysabelle said as she watched the couple gleefully.
Sophie felt her ears turning red when she noticed that Tristan had been staring
at her.
“Do you have something to say?”
“Sophie, do you really find the phone in your hand to be more interesting than
me?” That’s disappointing.
Sophie kept her phone and turned to look at him.
When their eyes met, sparks of electricity sizzled in the air.
“I’m going to kiss you if you keep looking at me like that,” Tristan said. Sophie’s
beautiful face was a sight to behold, and the lighting at Nocturnal only served to
accentuate her charm and make her seem all the more alluring.
Fine.
Since Tristan said so, Sophie did not think it was appropriate to keep staring into
his eyes and averted her gaze.
Not far away from them, a man was showing off his six-packs, and Sophie
happened to see him when she glanced around the bar. She did not intend to
check him out.
However, before she could react, her head was turned to the other side by
Tristan.
“Don’t look!”
Why look at that sleazy muscular man? He’s got nothing to show!
Sophie sighed.
“Mr. Tristan, what do you want me to do then? I can’t look at you, and I can’t
look at other people as well,” Sophie groaned.
“Just look at me if you have to. That man’s six-packs aren’t even worth looking
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