Chapter 32 Support
“Are you sure?” Sophie gave him one last chance.
“Come on, then! I’ll teach you how to act properly today, missy. A woman shouldn’t behave so wildly,” Casey’s friend dared.
Meanwhile, Tristan and Felix exited the building after they finished their meal. They then learned Sophie and Ysabelle had gone to the swimming pool from a receptionist.
“Do you want to head over there?” Felix was definitely going because he was worried about Ysabelle getting herself into trouble.
“Mr. Tristan, Ms. Ysabelle has started a fight with someone at the swimming pool.” A person approached the two men and reported.
When Felix and Tristan heard that, they immediately rushed over to the swimming pool.
Casey stopped his friend. “Forget about it.”
“When did you become such a p*ssy, Casey?” his friend questioned.
Casey shook his head.
At that moment, Tristan and Felix arrived.
Tristan could already see Sophie’s alluring legs in the distance.
He approached her and asked, “What’s going on?”
“They want to beat Sophie up, Uncle Tristan,” Ysabelle immediately replied.
When the manager was informed about Tristan’s arrival, he immediately rushed over to their location and asked, “Is everything all right, Mr. Tristan?”
He quickly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead away.
“Get them out of here. From today onward, they are forbidden from stepping into any properties belonging to the Lombard family,” Tristan ordered. Those who mess with my people will pay the price.
“All of you, please leave!” the manager shouted as he summoned a few security guards.
“Do you know who I am?” Casey’s friend, the one who knew how to fight, still wanted to duke it out.
“I don’t know who you are, but the person standing in front of you is Mr. Tristan,” the manager informed. That information was enough to deter Casey’s friend. After all, it didn’t matter who he was when the entire place was owned by Tristan.
Those who could afford a vacation at the resort were rich people. No one had seen what Tristan looked like before, but they knew he owned the resort. Since the manager had vouched for Tristan’s identity, then there was no mistaking him for someone else.
When Casey’s friend knew who he had messed with, his legs turned into jelly.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Tristan. I didn’t know they were your people.” He immediately tried to beg for mercy.
Tristan didn’t even look at him.
“What’s your relationship with him, Sophie?” Casey didn’t want to give up because he still liked Sophie.
“It’s none of your business.” Sophie couldn’t be bothered to deal with him. I’m glad Tristan’s here. This swimsuit, while not at all skimpy, would make it difficult for me to fight.
“I really like you, Sophie.”
“I’m sorry, but I really don’t like you.”
After that incident, Sophie lost all interest in swimming.
The security guards chased Casey and his friends away without mercy.
“Ysabelle.” Tristan turned his attention to Ysabelle.
Ysabelle pretended to play with her fingers. “We didn’t go looking for trouble with them. They were the ones who wanted to bully Sophie.”
The look in Tristan’s eyes turned even colder. Seems like I didn’t punish those punks hard enough.
Sophie approached him, pulled his arm, and headed outside.
His aura was so dominating that it was going to chase the other guests away from the pool.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have caused a scene in your territory.” Sophie wasn’t sure if he was angry about that.
“Don’t you want to swim? I’ll ask the staff to clear the pool.” Tristan glanced at her. She’s wearing too little. I already couldn’t take it when she wore that ultra-short skirt and high-waist shirt, yet now she’s wearing a swimsuit. I really don’t like other men looking at her.
“No, I’m going to change back to my clothes.” She had lost the mood to swim.
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