Chapter 147 Erotic

Cecelia was angry. Prior to that, she had never cared about Lorelei. However, she just wanted Lorelei dead when she crossed her bottom line.

“Oh, goodness!” Having grown up with Cecelia, Sophie was well aware of her temper. “That’s it, okay? It’s just Lorelei. She’s done for.”

“Okay.” Cecelia knew Sophie would get annoyed if she were to carry on pursuing the matter.

“As an actress, isn’t the state of your complexion important to you? Sleep early, okay?”

“Hey, you’re way more important to me compared to my complexion.” If Cecelia were a man, she would definitely be a sweet talker.

The two of them talked on the phone for quite a while before Cecelia reluctantly hung up.

When Sophie came out of her room, Tristan was still in the living room.

“It’s getting late,” Sophie said.

Tristan raised his gaze and glanced at Sophie. She was standing there with her auburn hair over her shoulders, looking as beautiful as always.

He beckoned her over with his finger.

Upon seeing that, Sophie walked up to him and stood in front of him. “What? Didn’t I tell you I’m fine? What makes you think I can’t beat Lorelei?”

one to get

any form of danger. Even if your counterpart has nothing on you, I would still stand by your side because I’m worried that you might get hurt. I don’t think I can ever stay away from you. Do

do anything in their power

held her waist and pulled her downward. Just like that, she was sitting

Sophie was standing in front of him. She couldn’t help but feel

Sophie

Tristan merely rested his head

overwhelmed with uncertainties. She really didn’t know what to say to make him feel better. All along, she preferred to take everything upon

a loss

uncertainties, she wasn’t even sure where she would end up in the

much, but you’re still unwilling to commit to me.” Tristan

At that point, she didn’t know what

her lips. “It’s all right. I’m not trying to put pressure on

minutes, he let go of her and let her sit on the couch.

young, he had to be patient and have

just go to bed first. I’ll leave after I’m done showering,” Tristan uttered. Sophie

were to get turned on by her, she wouldn’t hesitate to end his manhood. However, since the man in question was Tristan, she found

in the mirror. When did my willpower become so weak? Sophie was just sitting on my lap. It’s not like she was doing anything to me, so why

an eighteen-year-old

moment he thought about her soft lips and slender waist, his mind

out with a bathrobe on. Sophie isn’t in the living room anymore. She must be in bed already,

were telling him to stay, his mind was telling him to get out of there. Hence, he quickly put

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