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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.

that I felt compelled to do some nice things

totally off! Mr. Quigley can’t seriously be

curved Tristan’s lips, though

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

stop amused laughter from bubbling out

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

said, “Charles, it seems you’d like to stay behind in Fandar too. I’m more than happy to make that happen!

Charles’ face

small prank. Did

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

still plenty of hotties waiting for me in Chanaea. I can’t

got Sophie a clean

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

almost stopped

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

more than to beat Charles up for

gut instinct was on to something when he suspected

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

is it? You should stay behind too,

was no better way to satisfy his itch than leaving him

Tristan. Please, I was just joking around with him. I

struck speechless by

shameless can he

it was near impossible for anyone to convince

knew his only hope lay in Sophie. If she agreed to let him off the hook, Tristan would follow suit. He quickly turned to her and pleaded, “I messed up, Sophie. Just forgive me

great that you’re

is…” Charles trailed off, wondering if her words were a prelude to forgiveness. And perhaps she might spare

“Since you’re admitting to your wrongdoing,

Charles alone here, Mr. Tristan? I truly think

Bert?

displeasure at his girlfriend’s rather affectionate nickname

he might faint from the pressure of his

I haven’t offended you recently, have I? How could you do this to me?” Charles

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

“Okay.”