Chapter 61 All Eyes On Her

Sophie froze briefly. The gown had already been designed to cling to her tightly, and with Tristan’s hand on her waist now, she felt especially uncomfortable.

“Let’s go. Everyone’s looking this way.”

And is that my fault?

Sophie was certain that Tristan was doing this on purpose.

“What the f*ck?” Danielle desperately wanted to shove Tristan’s hand away from that woman. How dare he touch another girl? He’s mine!

“Calm down, Danielle. Don’t look at them. Ysabelle’s about to make her entrance.”

Lincoln soon appeared on stage while holding Ysabelle by the arm.

He walked to the microphone and began his speech.

Meanwhile, Tristan led Sophie to the front.

Winter’s gaze remained on Tristan. He didn’t want to be my date, but now he’s got his hand around Sophie’s waist!

And now, all eyes are on her!

Those looks of envy were supposed to be on her, but clearly, that wasn’t happening now thanks to Sophie.

Winter refused to accept this.

Tristan’s hand remained on Sophie’s waist, making the latter feel uneasy.

“You can let go now, Mr. Tristan.”

Tristan liked having his hand on her and didn’t want to let go, but seeing the look on her face, he knew she would probably hit him if he didn’t listen to her.

His lips curled as he released his grip on her.

“Last but not least, I’d like to thank everyone for all the love they’ve shown Ysabelle. Thank you once again.”

When Lincoln was done with his speech, he handed the microphone to Ysabelle as he had other guests to attend to.

“I’m so happy today. Thank you for coming to my birthday party. I hope you all have a good time.”

Not wasting too much time, Ysabelle ended things quickly and passed the microphone to the host.

She then left the stage and walked toward Sophie.

“Soph! I—” She wanted to take Sophie to check out the cruise ship, but Felix cut her off.

“Come, Ysabelle. I want to show you your gift.”

He had spent a great deal of time picking out the young woman’s birthday gift.

Tristan chimed

was snatched away in

intention of

too lively there, and

you out of this

felt the same way he did. She was sick of

can head back and get some rest. I’ll find

any of that nonsense, and he left while tugging her

you always this disrespectful toward women, Mr.

throbbing. So

Sophie was rendered speechless.

her to his room, which appeared larger than Ysabelle’s and was located in an even better spot. One could simply take a seat on the rug and have

colors lit

a bottle of red wine, walked over with two glasses, and sat

should have a seat too. Your feet must hurt from

and

evening gown always had to go with a pair of

either heels

her a cushion for her to

so sitting

never considered this. After all, he never really cared about the women around

upon seeing Sophie’s slender thighs, he couldn’t help but

to feel awkward as he realized what he

got up and brought Sophie a woolen blanket to

expect him

quite a gentleman. Most men would

worried I

She was struck speechless.

But did he really have to say it out

a glass

This wine’s

in front of other men, but now that she was with him, it

her glass

wine tasted exceptionally

eats or uses, he always has the best

to sip on

while staring

saying much, the two seemed to share an

glass, Sophie wanted

more?” She really liked the

the bottle and poured her another

feel uncomfortable being

“No.”

“That’s good, then.”

slowly get used to his

have

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