Anything For Her

Chapter 218 Blushing Although Tristan took the milk from her, his habit at night was to drink red wine instead. However, since his young girlfriend gave him milk, he naturally indulged her. After taking a sip, he put his cup aside and pulled her onto his lap. “The next time something like that happens, you have to tell me instead of bearing the burden yourself.” Sophie’s attitude simply worried him.

While sitting on his lap, Sophie felt her cheeks burn. Even though I’m just sitting on him and doing nothing, I can already feel his hormones raging. As a result, Sophie blushed while her heart began to pound furiously just by sitting there. “Let go of me.” She tried her best to maintain her composure. Thinking that she had encountered all sorts of situations before, she was still surprised by how her heart was fluttering. “Just let me hug you for a while.” Tristan had no intention of letting go. Despite being annoyed, Sophie continued to stay put. Meanwhile, Tristan was dissatisfied with her weight, as he found her to be too light for a girl who was one point seven meters tall. With one hand gently holding her waist, he pulled out his phone and gave Charles a call with the other.

Over the line, Tristan could still hear the noisy background. However, once Charles had answered, he swiftly moved to a quieter spot. “Mr. Tristan, what is it?” “Help me teach Whitlea a lesson,” Tristan replied flatly. “What happened? We have never crossed paths with the Dixon family before.” “What she did is worse than offending me. In fact, she sent some men to break Sophie’s hand. Therefore, I won’t ask for much. I simply want one of her hands smashed in return.” “All right, I understand.” Whitlea is really brazen to have attacked Sophie of all people. After all, everyone around Mr. Tristan knows that he might show mercy if one were to offend him, but whoever harms Sophie would feel the full force of his wrath. After ending the call, Tristan who had noticed her silence, put his arm around her shoulder to reassure her. “It’s not that I want to interfere, but this matter pisses me off.”

someone was willing to resolve the matter on her behalf. After all, she would certainly not complain about having more free time. At nightfall, Whitlea’s mansion was infiltrated by some men who quickly subdued the bodyguards guarding the place. By the time she awoke, a group of men had barged into her room. She then glared fiercely at them. “Who gave you permission to come in here? Do you have a death wish? Are you not aware of who I am?” As Whitlea’s used to wield influence in the underworld, she naturally spoke in an intimidating tone. “Mr. Tristan wants one of your hands. Are you

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happened. Ms. Whitlea sent men to cripple one of Ms. Tanner’s hands which subsequently led to this. Therefore, this incident is definitely related to Sophie,” the Dixon family’s butler,