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

to me, Uncle Tristan!” Ysabelle

hold on him. Oh God, how could

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

Ysabelle grabbed her hand at once, clutching it

as your friend.” Her tone was firm, but the expression on her face was incredibly coy. “Please? Pretty please? It’s just lunch. My uncle isn’t going to eat you,” she continued

coughing. Perhaps Mr. Tristan really wants to eat

to the hospital and get yourself checked up

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

afraid of girls like Ysabelle, who was cute and kittenish, for

it was just a meal

go and drive the car over. You guys can wait for me here.” Felix promptly

the car arrived, Tristan personally opened the car

“Go in.”

back with Sophie!” In truth, Ysabelle still wanted to cling to Sophie longer. Alas, a look from the man had

closing the car door, Tristan opened the car door to

“After you.”

as day that his attitude toward her was far better than his own

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

isn’t he? But is he really serious about a girl who’s only eighteen years old? Why did I never realize that he’s such a beast, liking

do you like to eat, Sophie?” Ysabelle turned and gazed

“I’m not picky.”

face of her smiling countenance, Sophie truly couldn’t bring herself to be harsh and unrelenting. Verily,

the drive, Ysabelle asked her questions every so often.

always wore a chilly expression with others, answered all her

time they arrived at Pegasus Pavilion, the manager was already

he instantly stepped forward and

Mr. Northley, Ms.

alighted from the car first. He waited until Sophie had also gotten out before closing the car

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

Uncle Tristan!” After saying that,

the car

with Ysabelle! From the look of things, she’s very fond of her.” After

Tristan discerned

situation, you’ve got to depend on Ysabelle if you want to draw close

Tristan headed straight to

passed before Ysabelle brought Sophie

This is my uncle, Tristan Lombard. In the future, you can follow me and address him as

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