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.”

Letitia is seriously testing my patience. Doesn’t she know how tiring it

Tristan removed his suit jacket

doing?” Sophie asked in bewilderment. We’re in a bar, for goodness’ sake. I’m already dressed very modestly for

Let’s

seething with anger, Letitia ran off

Tristan and Sophie are feeling pretty smug now, but I’m sure the Gardners will never let

expected, Brayden immediately sent people to rescue Trevor when he got

upon learning who his son had

he know what

it was natural for him to

of Tristan’s name, but he

that Tristan was someone he should never provoke, so why was

do, then? We can’t possibly leave our only son in the lurch!” Brayden’s wife,

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

rely on your connections, can’t you?” Valerie pleaded. “After all, you’re a famous director. I’m sure Mr. Tristan

up his friends in a bid

fans. The CEO of Lombard Group can’t possibly make me his enemy and risk incurring the wrath

the private room and ushered Sophie in,

suit jacket around Sophie’s waist, Felix roared with laughter.

initially thought that Tristan would change his mind about

brought Sophie to the party, but he had also shown just how much he cared

why would he mind that others were

So be it. What baffles me more is why

Tristan instructed

latter got up to sit with

couple had just taken their seats when Tristan’s

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? I won’t kill him, but if he continues antagonizing me, don’t blame me for

out, Brayden had managed to find someone

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

up the phone, a flicker of annoyance

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

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

getting so

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

there’s no need to be so strict,” Tristan replied. Does she expect me to report my likes and