Anything For Her

Chapter 70 Keep Him Alive

Terrified, Trevor started groveling at Tristan’s feet.

The latter turned to look at Sophie. “Well? What do you think we should do?”

“Miss, I was wrong. I’ve made a big mistake. Please let me off!” Trevor begged, hoping Sophie would be soft-hearted enough to speak up for him.

At that moment, five strapping men entered the bar and walked up to Sophie. “Ms. Tanner, we’re here.”

“Mr. Gardner loves having fun with men. You guys like that, don’t you? Take him away! You can do whatever you like to him, but make sure to keep him alive.”

“Yes, Ms. Tanner!”

“N-No! Ms. Tanner, I was wrong! I won’t do it again!” Trevor pleaded.

A cold grin crept across Sophie’s face. “Didn’t you say you were amazing in bed? Have you forgotten that you wanted to play with Mr. Tristan too?”

“I didn’t know he—”

“Enough!” Sophie interrupted. “You said you love having fun, so I got plenty of people to play with you. By the way, they don’t need your money, so you can enjoy yourself without spending a dime! Take him away! What an eyesore.”

With that, two of the burly men pulled Trevor to his feet.

“Let’s go, Mr. Gardner! Stop resisting. Otherwise, don’t blame us if you get hurt.”

Seeing the scene unfold in front of her, Letitia hurried over.

“What are you guys doing? Let go of Mr. Gardner this instance, or I’ll call the police!”

“You’d better mind your own business, Ms. Gatrell! Aren’t you ashamed of yourself after all that you’ve done? What gives you the right to stand here and lecture us?” one of the men said before dragging Trevor away.

Now that Sophie had instructed them, they’d make doubly sure not to kill Trevor from all the fun they were about to have with him.

“Well?” Sophie asked as she turned to Tristan. “Are you pleased with that resolution?”

“Not really, but I can still accept it.”

“Y-You… You guys have gone too far! Do you know who his father is? He’s none other than—”

Before Letitia could finish her words, Sophie interrupted, “So? Do you want to go with him? If that’s what you desire, I can call my men back to take you along. You can all have a wild night together.”

she know how tiring it is to

jacket

Sophie asked in bewilderment. We’re in a bar, for goodness’ sake. I’m already dressed

nothing. Let’s

Letitia

pretty smug now,

people to rescue Trevor when he

upon learning who his son had offended,

he know

famous director, so it was natural for him to rub

but he

should never provoke, so why was his son dumb enough to poke

should we do, then? We can’t possibly leave our only son in the lurch!”

flew into a rage. “Why don’t you tell me? We’re up against Mr. Tristan, for goodness’ sake! No one in Jipsdale or even Chanaea dares to aggravate him! It’s all your fault. You’re home every day, yet you’ve failed to

rely on your connections, can’t you?” Valerie pleaded. “After all, you’re a famous

other choice, Brayden continued calling up his friends in a bid to

of fans. The CEO of Lombard Group can’t possibly make me his

private room and ushered Sophie in, causing everyone inside to

Sophie’s waist, Felix roared with laughter. “Sophie, what

had initially thought that Tristan would change his mind about Sophie after

only had he brought Sophie to the party, but he had also

nothing to him, why would he mind that others were looking

Unique? So be it. What baffles me more is why Mr. Tristan doesn’t seem

over,” Tristan

latter got up to sit with Sean,

taken their seats when

for a few seconds, he scoffed, “Well, what do you think? His son pissed me off, so why shouldn’t I teach him a lesson to keep him in line?

turned out, Brayden had managed to find someone to

Brayden Gardner had that much influence?” Sophie mused, surprised that the director could find people

hung up the phone, a

who tries to intercede for the Gardners today. No amount of pleading

be angry, Mr. Tristan. It’s not good for your health,” Winter said as she poured him a glass

is it worthwhile getting so worked up

Tristan opened one of the beers on the coffee table

changing so rapidly that she had trouble grasping them. “Mr. Tristan, didn’t you use to dislike drinking beer?” she

be so strict,” Tristan replied. Does she expect me to