Chapter 9 Do Not Doubt His Words

Seeing that they had all left, Felix instantly made a call.

“Hey, have Zales Corporation vanish from Jipsdale in three hours.”

Only then did Selena realize the gravity of the matter.

“Who exactly are you both?”

Her knees went weak, and she couldn’t quite remain steady on her feet anymore.

“Well, he’s Tristan Lombard, whom you mentioned earlier! You wanted his niece to apologize to you? How audacious of you!”

“Tristan Lombard? He’s really Tristan Lombard?” Selena collapsed onto the couch. Gah! Why on earth did I say such things just now?

“Mr. Quillen, the Lombard family doesn’t want Ysabelle’s identity to leak out. As such, you’re not allowed to breathe a single word about the incident today.”

The Lombard family merely wanted to give Ysabelle a simple life.

“Sure, sure!” Rhett no longer dared to say anything contrary by then.

After all, it was Tristan Lombard. A single flick of his finger could have the whole of Jipsdale quaking in fear.

“As for you, Mrs. Zales, it’s best that you leave Jipsdale quickly. Don’t doubt Mr. Tristan’s words.”

Having said that, Felix strode off.

Despite my remark, Sophie was the main reason Mr. Tristan came personally today. In the past, even if Ysabelle encountered some sort of problem, he only sent us over. Does he really fancy her that much?

Meanwhile, Ysabelle was over the moon that Tristan came to school personally to help her.

“Thank you, Uncle Tristan! Don’t tell my father about this. Otherwise, he’ll kill me.”

“Yeah, I got it.”

“Uncle Tristan, this is my classmate and best friend, Sophie. She only got into trouble with Yvonne today because she avenged me.” Ysabelle adored Sophie.

“Have you eaten?” It’s noon now, and they probably hadn’t had lunch.

“Nope. Are you planning to treat me to lunch, Uncle Tristan? Okay, then! I want to eat the cuisine at Pegasus Pavilion!”

Tristan nodded in

Uncle Tristan!” Ysabelle hugged his arm

immediately dropped her hold on him. Oh God, how could I have forgotten that he

got something to do, Ysabelle.” Sophie didn’t plan on

grabbed her

today, Sophie. Thus, I insist on treating you to this meal. If you don’t go, it means that you don’t regard me as your friend.” Her tone was firm,

couldn’t help coughing. Perhaps Mr. Tristan

Mr. Northley? Go to the hospital and get yourself checked up if

a dismissive hand before saying, “I’ll make a reservation

was cute and kittenish, for

since it was just

drive the car over. You guys can wait for me here.” Felix promptly trotted off to get the

the car arrived, Tristan personally opened the car door for

“Go in.”

Tristan, I can sit in the back with Sophie!” In truth, Ysabelle still wanted to cling to Sophie longer. Alas, a look from

car door, Tristan opened the car

“After you.”

toward her was far better

got into the car and moved inward. Tristan climbed in as well. The

obvious, isn’t he? But is he really serious about a girl who’s only eighteen years old? Why did I never

you like to eat, Sophie?” Ysabelle turned

“I’m not picky.”

her smiling countenance, Sophie truly couldn’t bring herself to be harsh and unrelenting. Verily, she resembled a friend of

Ysabelle asked her questions every so often. In fact, she was the one doing all the

expression with others, answered all her questions,

at Pegasus Pavilion,

Felix’s car, he instantly stepped

Northley, Ms. Ysabelle. Everything is

until Sophie had also gotten out before closing

manager had already helped Ysabelle open the car door. After getting out,

in, Sophie! We’re going to the washroom first, Uncle Tristan!” After saying that, she strode

the car and went

From the look of things, she’s very fond of her.”

Naturally, Tristan discerned that

to depend on Ysabelle

Tristan headed straight to

minutes passed before Ysabelle

do the introductions, Sophie! This is my uncle, Tristan Lombard. In the future, you can follow me and

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