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“Are you sure about this?” Bertram could not explain why, but his gut instinct continued to cast doubts over Charles’ suggestion. “I didn’t offend you earlier, did I, Mr. Quigley? You’re not digging my grave here, right?”

Sure, Bertram may have never been in a relationship, but he was no fool.

Charles merely retorted, “Don’t you know how many women I’ve dated in the past? Trust me; my plan is foolproof. In any case, I can’t force you to change your mind if you don’t believe me.”

Alas, Bertram was all out of options. Charles’ idea was his only and best shot.

“Fine. I’ll take that advice.”

When they finally sat down to eat, Bertram boldly sat beside Sophie.

He launched into a string of praises. “Ms. Tanner, Mr. Tristan has waxed poetic about you for a long time. He clearly likes you very much! I must admit, I’ve never met a young woman as beautiful as you in my life!”

As he spoke, he carefully observed Sophie’s expression.

“Oh, really?” Sophie replied curtly while glancing at Bertram. This was actually her first time meeting him.

All she knew of Bertram was that he was Tristan’s right-hand man. For reasons unknown, she had never met him until that day.

She shot Tristan a questioning look.

What is your right-hand man up to?

Bertram realized Sophie’s disinterest in him. Neither the length nor quality of his conversation could capture her attention.

He promptly changed tack and stopped speaking. Instead, he would use his actions to show his adoration for Sophie.

He began piling her plate high with food.

His behavior caused Tristan’s frown to deepen. What is Bertram trying to do?

Curiosity and irritation got the better of Tristan, and he interrogated his right-hand man, “What are you up to, Bertram?”

Bertram’s hand froze in the middle of adding another morsel of food to Sophie’s plate.

so enamored by Ms. Tanner that I felt compelled to

Tristan’s expression is totally off! Mr. Quigley can’t

though it merely heightened

as he sputtered, “Did I make a mistake, Mr. Tristan? I really didn’t mean

amused laughter from bubbling

realization. Charles must be

in Fandar too. I’m more than happy to make that happen! Both of you can stay here

on Charles’

just pulling a small prank. Did he have to

apologized, “I’m sorry, Mr. Tristan. I swear it. Please

waiting for me in Chanaea. I can’t waste

Tristan summoned a waiter and got Sophie a clean plate, which he proceeded to fill

the same time, he asked coolly, “Bertram, still thinking

heart almost stopped

to get in Ms. Tanner’s good graces. Please don’t leave

than to

to something when he suspected Charles of

Charles, Bertram added, “Mr. Quigley told me to do all this. None of this was my idea, Mr. Tristan!” Hmph! Don’t think I’m so

should stay behind too,

better way to satisfy his itch than leaving him behind to

well with Charles, who protested, “I know I’m wrong, Mr. Tristan. Please, I was just

speechless by Charles’

shameless can

mind, and it was

would follow suit. He quickly turned to her

half-heartedly, “Ah, it’s great that you’re

trailed off, wondering if her words were

slashed his hopes by answering, “Since you’re admitting to your wrongdoing, you should readily accept the punishment

Mr. Tristan? I truly think Bert meant well by

Bert?

eyes narrowed, expressing his displeasure at his girlfriend’s rather affectionate nickname for his

faint from the pressure of his boss’

you do this to me?” Charles continued to wail over his fate, though

that Sophie was wasting time entertaining two other men instead of eating, Tristan piped up, “That’s enough. Just ignore them. Let’s

“Okay.”