Anything For Her

Chapter 224 Speculation Tristan returned after getting his things and saw Ysabelle and Sophie huddled before his computer. Confused, he asked, “What’s going on?” “Uncle Tristan, Sophie wants to use your computer. I tried a couple of birthdays, but none of them were correct.” “Do you think everyone uses birthdays as their password like you?” Tristan strode toward them and typed quickly on his keyboard. He pressed the Enter key and unlocked the computer with a flourish. Sophie muttered, “Actually, I don’t have to use it right now.” A computer was considered a rather private possession, let alone one in Lombard Group’s headquarters. Tristan’s computer probably holds a ton of secrets! He reassured her, “Don’t worry. Just use it. There are no secrets in there that you can’t know about.” “Really?” Ysabelle continued excitedly, “So what’s your password, Uncle Tristan?”

He shot his niece a look, and she immediately dropped the topic. Fine! Just take it that I didn’t say anything! I didn’t do that on purpose! I was just curious. “Have fun,” Tristan said to Sophie before leaving the office. Ysabelle perked up right after her uncle’s departure. She complained pettily, “It’s just a password. What’s the big deal?” Then, she went one step further and backstabbed Tristan, claiming, “It must be some ex-girlfriend’s birthday or something. That’s why he doesn’t want you to know!” That must be it! Sophie was unbothered by her assumption. So what if it is? Tristan isn’t that young. It won’t be strange if he has ex-girlfriends. Her reaction took the wind out of Ysabelle’s sails.

Ysabelle whined, “Sophie Tanner! Why do you look so unaffected? Don’t you care at all?” She should show a smidge of emotion! “What kind of reaction should I be showing?” asked Sophie. “Jealousy! Aren’t you even the least bit jealous when I’m talking about my uncle’s ex-girlfriend? Perhaps, you don’t like my uncle at all!” Or you wouldn’t be displaying such a lackluster response! Oh, my poor Uncle Tristan! Sophie explained, “What’s the use in being jealous? What’s done is done.

screen out of curiosity. Sophie had agreed to write a song for The Wheelers. Since she was free today, she decided to get the job over and done with. “You’re writing a song?” Ysabelle was stunned. We’re both in high school. How is Sophie so talented? Sophie wondered if she somehow looked like the farthest thing from a songwriter. “Why? Can’t I write songs?” Ysabelle pulled a chair over and sat beside her, praising, “No, Sophie. You’re a freaking genius. I would never doubt you, even if you claimed you knew how to steer a spaceship.” She added, “Why

immediately. “Of course! I want to!” Why would I give up such a precious opportunity? Sophie made some final edits before playing the song out. She had composed a rock song, a far cry from The Wheelers’ typical genre. However, once the music played, its addictive tune immediately had its

swear.” Ysabelle really meant every word of her praise. Sophie smiled and said, “I guess you liked it!” Suddenly, Ysabelle grabbed her friend’s wrist and suggested, “Sophie, you should enter the entertainment industry! I guarantee you’ll become a global hit!” “Nah. I don’t want to do that.” “Fine. But you better write songs for me in the future, especially my debut song.” Sophie agreed. “That works.” She wanted to help her friends as much as she could before she left for the International Medical Association. Ysabelle hugged her gratefully and declared dramatically, “Sophie, what would I have done if I never

me.” Ysabelle’s identity as a Lombard would still open many doors for her in the future. Surprisingly, Ysabelle shook her head and said, “No. If I didn’t know you, my life would surely be a mess right now.” Without Sophie, she would not have mustered the courage to pursue her dreams. In fact, she probably would have followed her father’s wishes and became the Lombard family’s young and unambitious daughter. Ysabelle played Sophie’s freshly composed piece over and over again. She asked, “What about the lyrics? Aren’t you planning to write the lyrics, Soph?” Sophie wrote the best essays in school, and the language teachers even used her essays as model answers. Writing lyrics should be a piece of cake for her. “I’ll fill it in in a couple of days. There’s no rush. The Wheelers are overseas right