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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.

just so enamored by Ms. Tanner that I

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

smile curved Tristan’s lips, though it merely heightened

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

stop amused laughter from bubbling

at his friend in realization. Charles must be responsible for Bertram’s

Fandar too. I’m more than happy

on Charles’

just pulling a small prank.

Mr. Tristan. I swear it. Please

hotties waiting for me in Chanaea.

a waiter and got Sophie a

the same time, he asked coolly,

almost stopped

Tristan, this is all a misunderstanding! I merely wanted to get in Ms. Tanner’s good graces.

also wanted nothing more than to

instinct was on to something when he suspected

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

behind too, Charles!”

and there was no better way to satisfy his

suggestion did not sit well with Charles, who protested, “I know I’m wrong, Mr. Tristan. Please, I was just joking around with

speechless by

how shameless can

up his mind, and it was near

in Sophie. If she agreed to let him off the hook, Tristan would follow suit. He quickly turned to her and pleaded, “I

replied half-heartedly, “Ah, it’s great that

Charles trailed off, wondering if her words were a prelude to forgiveness. And perhaps

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

leave Charles alone here, Mr. Tristan? I truly think Bert meant well by his

Bert?

his displeasure at his girlfriend’s rather

faint from the pressure of his boss’

recently, have I? How could you do this to me?” Charles continued to wail over

entertaining two other men instead of eating, Tristan piped up, “That’s enough. Just ignore them.

“Okay.”