Changing Only For Her Novel

Chapter 132 Disobedience

Sophie didn’t want to get into a fight because she was right outside her school.

“It’s fine, Ysabelle. Go have lunch without me. I’ll catch up with you later.”

“No, Soph. I’ll stay with you.” There was no way Ysabelle would let Sophie go alone when neither of them knew who those men were.

“Our employer wishes to talk to Ms. Tanner.”

Ysabelle rolled up her sleeves and seemed ready to get into an argument.

“Who the hell do you think you are? Why should we go to your employer just because she wants to talk to Sophie? We’re not going! What are you gonna do about it, huh?” replied Ysabelle angrily. She stood in front of Sophie and shielded the latter like a mother hen.

“Our employer is waiting for you, Ms. Tanner.”

“Ysabelle, go wait for me at the restaurant. I’ll be there soon.”

“Soph, I don’t know who their employer is. However, if she is someone who is capable of sending two bodyguards to relay a message, this is definitely not a simple matter; so I can’t let you go with them.”

Sophie was Ysabelle’s BFF, so the latter refused to let anything bad happen to the former.

Sophie was really touched and genuinely appreciated how sweet and protective Ysabelle was.

Hence, she stroked Ysabelle’s head so much that she messed up her hair.

“Awh, Ysabelle, you are too cute, and that level of sweetness should be illegal. Just go on without me. I promise that no one can hurt me, okay?” said Sophie. She was no longer the helpless girl she used to be.

Ysabelle panicked when she saw Sophie following the men and left, so she called Tristan right away.

It only took a few seconds for the line to be connected, but Ysabelle felt as though an eternity had passed. What is up with Uncle Tristan? Why hasn’t he picked up his phone? It’s been ringing forever. Ugh, he is so annoying.

The second Tristan answered the call, Ysabelle complained, “Uncle Tristan, why did it take you so long to pick up your phone? Someone came for Sophie and took her away. I don’t know who they are, and I’m very worried now. What do we do?”

men like?” asked Tristan. He frowned the instant he heard what Ysabelle said. Which bloody idiot is it?

if I actually know who the culprit is. Are you busy now? Can you drop

I’ll head over

with a business partner that day, but Ysabelle’s

Tristan, I thought we are going to

partner. Her name was Nancy Longbottom. She fell for Tristan at first sight, and he was all she could

so sorry, but please tell your father that I have to deal with an emergency right now and won’t be able to have lunch with him. Let’s do that some other

nothing on Earth was more important

and he realized that only a handful of people could actually hurt her. However, hearing news like that

stood up

left to make a phone call. It’s not appropriate for you to leave right

up spending less than two minutes together.

your father to another meal to make up for this, but I

as he did. Even Nancy’s father couldn’t

to say, but the secretary grabbed her

what Mr. Tristan’s temper is like. We had to beg to have the opportunity to collaborate with

people in Chanaea would kill to work with Tristan, so the secretary couldn’t risk

Nancy was upset.

so ridiculously good-looking?” murmured Nancy as her eyes glowed with admiration

The secretary was speechless.

she is definitely an immature woman who knows nothing. I can’t believe she judges someone based only on their looks. Mr. Tristan is so

made her way to the luxurious car that the bodyguards led her to.

to see Constance sitting

had always favored Willow, even before any of the drama had unfolded. Hence,

wants to talk to you, so go to him,” said Constance. Even at a time like that, she showed no humility and was bossing

she never learned the proper way to ask for help. She didn’t think she

to him? There is nothing between him and me, so there is

fumed when she heard those words. What the hell does that mean? How does she not have anything

how grave the situation is now? I am only here to tell you that Mason wishes to talk to you. You don’t get to choose whether you want to go to him,” replied Constance. Everyone had only ever tried to butter her up, so she