“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.

Tristan, I was just so enamored by Ms. Tanner that I felt compelled to do some

expression is totally off! Mr.

lips, though it merely heightened

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

amused laughter

realization. Charles must be responsible for Bertram’s

like to stay behind in Fandar too. I’m more than happy to

Charles’

just pulling a small prank. Did he have

sorry, Mr. Tristan. I swear it.

me in Chanaea. I can’t

and got Sophie a clean plate, which he proceeded to

time, he asked coolly,

almost stopped

“Mr. Tristan, this is all a misunderstanding! I merely wanted to get in Ms. Tanner’s good graces. Please don’t leave me here.

also wanted nothing more than to beat Charles up

to something when he suspected Charles

shove the blame on Charles, Bertram added, “Mr. Quigley told me to do all this. None of this was my idea, Mr. Tristan!” Hmph! Don’t think

You should stay behind too, Charles!” came Tristan’s indifferent

to satisfy his itch than leaving him behind to deal with the

Tristan. Please, I was just joking around with him. I didn’t

struck speechless by

how shameless can he

made up his mind, and it was near impossible for anyone to

would follow suit.

“Ah, it’s great that you’re aware

words were a prelude to forgiveness.

to your wrongdoing, you should readily accept the punishment

here, Mr. Tristan? I truly

Bert?

narrowed, expressing his displeasure at his girlfriend’s rather

thought he might faint from the pressure of

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

time entertaining two other men instead of

“Okay.”

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