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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

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

lips, though it merely heightened Bertram’s

tears as he sputtered, “Did I make a mistake, Mr. Tristan? I really

stop amused laughter from

at his friend in realization. Charles must be

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

Charles’ face

just pulling a small prank. Did he have to overreact

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

in Chanaea. I can’t waste my prime

got Sophie a clean plate, which he proceeded to

coolly, “Bertram, still thinking

almost stopped

this is all a misunderstanding! I merely wanted to get in Ms. Tanner’s good graces. Please don’t leave me here. I’m very sorry for

than to beat Charles up for

instinct was on to something when he suspected Charles of pranking

Bertram added, “Mr. Quigley told me to do all this. None of this was

behind too, Charles!” came Tristan’s indifferent

way to satisfy his itch

did not sit well with Charles, who protested, “I know I’m wrong, Mr. Tristan. Please, I was just joking around with him. I didn’t know Bertram would

struck speechless by Charles’

how shameless can he

Tristan had already made up his mind, and it was near impossible for

the hook, Tristan would follow suit. He quickly turned to her and pleaded, “I messed up,

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

were a prelude to forgiveness. And perhaps she might spare me from

admitting to your wrongdoing, you

Charles alone here, Mr. Tristan? I

Bert?

his girlfriend’s rather affectionate nickname for

might faint from the pressure of his boss’

to me?” Charles continued to wail over his fate, though it merely earned him a

instead of eating, Tristan piped up, “That’s

“Okay.”