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?”

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any form of danger. Even if your counterpart has nothing on you, I would still stand

anything in

downward. Just like that, she

him. She couldn’t help but feel that the position she was in

Sophie

Tristan merely rested his head on

say to make him feel better. All along, she

at a loss whenever

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

already said so much, but you’re still unwilling to commit to me.” Tristan had never expected that he would end up wanting an eighteen-year-old girl

At that point, she didn’t know what

his arms around her neck and kissed her on her lips. “It’s all right. I’m not trying to put pressure on you when I said that. I just want you to know that you’re the

minutes, he let go of her and let her sit on the couch. If he were to keep holding her in his arms, he could lose

he had to

bed first. I’ll leave after I’m

by her, she wouldn’t hesitate to end his manhood. However, since the man in question was Tristan, she found his reaction rather cute. At the same time, anticipation

Tristan couldn’t help but smile wryly when he saw himself in the mirror. When did my willpower become so weak? Sophie was just sitting on my

monster? She’s just an eighteen-year-old girl. What

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

with a bathrobe on. Sophie isn’t in the

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

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