Anything For Her

Chapter 52 A Show To Watch

“Just someone ordinary.”

Sophie was not afraid of Eustace looking into her.

“An ordinary person who knows how to defuse a bomb?” Clearly, Eustace did not believe her.

“I’ve read a few books in relevance to the topic.” If it wasn’t for the urgency of the matter, Sophie would not have defused the bomb herself. “What’s the matter? Are you going to arrest me?”

“No. I’m just curious about you.”

“There’s no need for that. I simply like reading books.”

“Regardless of everything, thank you. I’ll buy you a meal another day.”

“It’s fine. Also, I don’t want the reporters to find out what I’ve done. It’s annoying.”

Sophie then took her bag from a police officer and quietly left the barricaded area. There were many reporters outside, and she did not want to speak to any of them.

There’s still blood on me. I should go back and clean myself up. I probably look quite frightening at the moment.

When she took out her phone to look at the screen, she realized that Tristan had called her multiple times.

She called him back.

“Where are you? I’m out right now. Wait, I see your car. Don’t move. I’ll come over now.”

All Sophie wanted was to leave the area as quickly as she could while not catching anyone’s attention.

Meanwhile, after ending the call, Tristan alighted the car to wait for her. However, the first thing he noticed on her was the blood on her shirt.

Instantly, he strode toward her.

“What happened?” I was only away from her for an afternoon. Why is she covered in blood now?

“I’m fine,” was the only thing she said to him.

“You’re covered in blood, but you’re telling me that you’re fine?” Tristan growled, and the air around him turned cold.

Who is it? Who’s the one who dared lay a finger on my woman?

“It’s not my blood; I’m not hurt. So don’t worry.”

After making sure that it really was not her blood, Tristan became at ease. He then opened the car door for her to enter the front passenger seat.

“Ms. Tanner, how did you end up covered in blood after your shopping trip?”

“Bad luck. I met a piece of trash.”

the most. They’re so smart, but instead of putting

Apartments, she took a shower and changed into a

the bloodstained clothes into the trash can, but when she thought about how the housekeeper was going to notice it, she tied up the trash bag and planned

going to have an early celebration for Ysabelle’s birthday, and Ysabelle told me that I have

the others were at Gold Sea Club. The place was the most

Tristan and Sophie entered the car,

Everyone’s waiting for you. What’s the matter with my uncle? Why does he need to

you guys can start eating first if you’re

take your time. There’s no need to

that, Ysabelle ended

little while longer. Soph’s a little busy

can a student be busy about? I’d say it must be because

one who spoke

you’re talking about Soph. If she says that she’s busy, then she must be busy. If you’re in a rush,

hear Winter

anything by it. I just don’t think tardiness is good. It’ll make

I doubt talking behind someone’s back is

first if you’re busy,” Charles uttered unhappily. This woman keeps talking smack about Sophie. If Tristan

her mouth

Tristan, I wouldn’t have wanted to come to this place! Besides, what kind

Don’t be mad anymore. We’re all friends here,” Felix said, trying

friends with you?”

Felix patted her head.

nothing I can

smacked his

messing up my

a server opened the door to the room, and

saw Sophie, she

“Sit here, Soph!”

Sophie to a seat

on her right. In other words, there was no space left for Tristan

Tristan, why are you still

at him, he stood up and offered his seat to the latter. “Here you

having a meal. Does he really need to

Charles’ seat without

was sitting by Tristan’s other

not care why Tristan was sitting there as long as she was

server to bring the

having her birthday tomorrow. Old Mr. Lombard will surely take up most of her time tomorrow, and there’s nothing I can do about it, so I’ll be celebrating her birthday

opened a bottle of 1982 Château

filled the glasses of the people by the table, but when she was about to fill Sophie’s glass, Tristan

hot glass of

“Of course, mister.”