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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.

enamored by Ms. Tanner that I

is totally off! Mr. Quigley can’t seriously be sabotaging me,

lips, though

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

amused laughter from bubbling out of

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

Fandar too. I’m more than happy to make that happen! Both

smile on Charles’ face

prank. Did he have to overreact

Mr. Tristan. I swear it. Please

are still plenty of hotties waiting for me in Chanaea. I can’t waste my prime in a place

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

same time, he asked coolly, “Bertram, still thinking of stealing my

heart almost stopped

I merely wanted to get in Ms. Tanner’s good graces. Please don’t leave me here. I’m

wanted nothing more than to beat Charles up

instinct was on to something when

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

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

and there was no better way to satisfy

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

speechless by

how shameless can he

made up his mind, and it

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

half-heartedly, “Ah, it’s great

Charles trailed off, wondering if her words were a prelude to

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

added, “Why don’t you leave Charles alone here, Mr. Tristan?

Bert?

his girlfriend’s rather affectionate nickname for his

faint from the pressure

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

of eating, Tristan

“Okay.”