Changing only for her (Sophie and Tristan) novel Chapter 72

Chapter 72 Should I Follow The Car

Tristan calmly picked up the bowl. Bringing the porcelain bowl to his mouth, he took a huge gulp.

It’s astringent and spicy. Sure enough, it tastes strange.

Sophie continued gazing at him expectantly, hoping that he would finish it all.

Under her hopeful gaze, Tristan mustered his courage and downed the rest of the ginger tea.

“How was it?” Sophie even remembered to ask him for his opinion.

“It was good.”

When Sophie said nothing to that, Tristan reiterated, “Really, it was delicious!”

“All right, then! Since you like it, I’ll make it for you again next time.”

At that, Tristan went silent instead.

“Or do you not like it?”

“Of course not! I love it!”

Sophie washed the porcelain bowl and earthen pot before spinning on her heel and leaving the kitchen.

“Do you need my help with Letitia Gatrell?” Tristan had a thousand ways to have Letitia speak the truth.

He was naturally aware that the woman deliberately framed Transfix Cosmetics, but even if he wanted to help Sophie, it still depended on whether she wanted to accept his help.

“No, it’s okay. I can handle it by myself.”

All at once, Tristan’s expression darkened.

“What’s wrong?” Hmm, why does the atmosphere feel as though it’s somewhat chilly?

“Nothing’s wrong.”

Tristan hoped that Sophie would rely on him no matter the problems she encountered, but she wanted to resolve everything herself, the thought of asking for his help never once crossing her mind. That had him feeling very much defeated.

“I’m not as weak as you think, Mr. Tristan.” Truly, I can settle it by myself!

“Okay.”

Tristan was noncommittal.

Gah! This is not an issue of weak or otherwise! I merely want to help her.

“All right, sleep earlier. You’ve still got class tomorrow.”

Not only does she have to attend classes, but she also has to handle the affairs of Tanner Group, so she must be exceedingly busy!

“Okay.”

Sophie didn’t think much about it, merely whirling around and returning to her room. Tristan, on the other hand, stayed in the living room for a while before leaving.

At ten past seven in the morning, Sophie headed out after washing up, donning her school uniform, and snagging her schoolbag.

No sooner had she exited the residential area than Eustace, who had been waiting for her there, blocked her path.

“Ms. Tanner, I need a favor from you.” Being a macho man, he was a tad embarrassed when he said that.

“I’m busy, Captain Sheppard!” After all, she still had to go to school.

“I know it’s really mortifying that I need your help all the time, Ms. Tanner. How about this? I’ll treat you to breakfast, and you do me a favor in return.”

In Jipsdale, Eustace had never lowered himself so much before anyone.

He had always been invincible, both in conducting investigations and performing his duties.

However, he had no choice but to admit to his inadequacy in front of Sophie.

“Never mind, forget about that. Let’s go!” All of a sudden, regret swamped Sophie.

I must have had some wires crossed back then that I actually went to the police station. If I hadn’t gone in person at that time, I wouldn’t have gotten myself stuck with such a troublesome man!

“Let’s go. I’ll bring you to have breakfast first. You probably haven’t had breakfast, yes?”

Eustace drove a SWAT car that day, so it was rather ostentatious.

He went over and opened the passenger door for her.

Meanwhile, Willow had just alighted from the car when she spotted Sophie getting into the SWAT car.

Unbidden, her eyes narrowed a fraction.

Whipping out her phone, she quickly snapped a photo of it.

Who exactly is that man with Sophie? He appears to be a tough nut. Therefore, what exactly is so great about her? Why are there always such formidable figures around her? Conversely, I’ve worked myself to the bone, but I’ve only got Mason on my side.

“You’d best pray that I don’t find any dirt on you, Sophie. Otherwise, I’ll crush you right away, allowing you no opportunity to ever make a comeback!”

“Mr. Tristan…”

The driver didn’t dare utter a single word as he sat there like a statue.

Mr. Tristan went to The Crown early in the morning and bought breakfast for Ms. Tanner, even bringing it over personally. Unexpectedly, he witnessed her getting into another man’s car.

“Should I follow the car?”