Chapter 100 Take Off Your Clothes

“No need to do that. Don’t look into it!” That was Sophie’s private matter, and if she did not want to talk about it, he would not look into it.

“Why, Mr. Tristan!” The man was baffled. It was something that could be easily solved, but Tristan had chosen to drink away his sorrows instead.

“It’s basic respect. I don’t want to learn about her past from anyone else but her. I want her to tell me about it herself.”

If I can’t even earn her trust, what right do I have to be with her?

“Okay. Anyway, I won’t be able to hold myself back if Belle has someone else in her heart.”

At that, Charles said, “Did you think that you’re the same as Mr. Tristan?”

Sean replied, “Absolutely not.”

“Sh*t, you’re all bullying me. Am I that easy of a target?” Felix was speechless. He wanted to leave them—he wanted to leave that group of people who were all mean to him.

Meanwhile, Yale brought Willow to the Laird residence, hoping that Mason would be able to help him take back everything that belonged to him.

“Mason, I’ve only come because I’ve run out of options. The shareholders’ meeting is about to start. I hope you can help me out.”

After hearing his explanation, Mason finally realized what was happening.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Tanner. I know what you mean. I have something to settle right now, so I’ll be leaving first.”

The etiquettes that had been instilled in Mason since young made him a gentleman, and he was polite to everyone he talked to.

Upon hearing Mason’s reassurance, Yale became at ease.

“Mason, I knew that you’d help me out. All right, go ahead. I won’t disturb you any further,” Yale replied smilingly.

When Willow saw Mason heading out, she hurried over to him.

“Thank you, Mason.” Willow felt that Mason had agreed to her father’s request because of her.

However, Mason did not even spare her a glance.

“Is something else the matter?”

At that, Willow gripped the hem of her skirt, unsure of what to say to him.

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll be off now.”

Mason walked off, leaving Willow with tearful eyes.

All of a sudden, Willow felt discouraged. Will Mason really get engaged with me?

High, Willow went

moment Ysabelle saw Willow, she turned sullen. Why

to quit? Soph doesn’t want to entertain you, so scram

keep coming back despite the obvious signs

“Sophie, Mason, he…”

Didn’t I tell you to stay out of my sight? Whatever happens to you and Mason is your business and yours alone.

herself clear one last time to stop

so? I hope that’s the case. Sophie, don’t be a b*tch and appear

Ysabelle could not hold herself

else you’re going to get it from me,” Ysabelle snarled as she stood in front of Sophie and shielded

Willow sneered.

stupid,”

Ysabelle only became angrier.

that mouth off your face,” Ysabelle snapped, about

confident about winning Mason over. You’re scared that he won’t love you. That’s why you’ve

hit the nail on the head, and

matter? Are you still hoping to return to Mason’s side?”

mine, and no one can take him away

“Do I need to steal him from you? I don’t even need to do anything, but Mason will do everything

so furious she could not

was in the past too. Sophie could

no matter how hard Willow tried, she would still end

Life was simply unfair.

You won’t even be able to hold me

wanted to ignore her, but Willow just kept

saw no need for holding

look of admiration

a few sentences! As expected

“Let’s go.”

away from Willow, and

could not keep control of her emotions anymore. She dashed toward Sophie and tried

“Soph, watch out!”

was walking down the stairs, and if Willow

Ysabelle sped over to

“Ah!”

the end, Ysabelle was the one who was pushed down the stairs. The moment Sophie saw Ysabelle landing at

you’re f*cking asking for

spot as she looked condescendingly at the two other

Don’t cross me. I’m not someone you could afford to mess

was still seething in rage, but she ran toward Ysabelle to check

then she realized that Ysabelle had several

of pain, and her eyes

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