Anything For Her

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

that, Ysabelle was snatched

had no intention of

lively there, and

get you out

was sick of being stared at by the female

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

having any of that nonsense, and he left while

this disrespectful toward women, Mr.

head’s throbbing. So let’s

Sophie was rendered speechless.

brought her to his room, which appeared larger than Ysabelle’s and was located in an even better spot. One could simply

lights of various colors

red wine, walked over with two glasses,

Your feet must

and

that an evening gown always had to go

either heels or

her a cushion

was rather short, so sitting like this wasn’t the most ideal

had never considered this. After all, he never really cared

thighs, he couldn’t help but

feel awkward as he realized what he had

brought Sophie a woolen

him to be

men would rather have the

don’t have to thank me. I’m just worried I wouldn’t be able to hold myself

She was struck speechless.

did he really have to say

a glass of

some. This

in front of other men, but now that she

her glass and took a

tasted exceptionally

though. Whatever Tristan eats or uses, he always has the best of

sip

staring at the scenery outside the

not saying much, the two seemed to share an inexplicable mutual

a glass, Sophie wanted

I have some more?” She really liked

the bottle and poured her

you feel uncomfortable being

“No.”

“That’s good, then.”

she could slowly get used

time. I have enough patience and