Chapter 944 You Were Drunk

Ysabelle might be drunk, but she clearly caught Tristan’s words. She whined indignantly, “How can you be so mean, Uncle Tristan! I’m your dear niece. Don’t toss me aside!”

Tristan argued, “Why not? Look at yourself! If Grandpa saw you like this, he would be furious.” How did she end up like this after joining the entertainment industry?

Ysabelle burped and shot her uncle a tipsy smile.

Alcohol made Ysabelle fearless. She flung her arms tightly around Sophie and retorted, “You’re not scared of Grandpa scolding me! You’re just upset that I’m ruining your time with Sophie. Hey, Sophie! Do you love him or me?”

“I love you, okay? Come on, sit down properly. We’ll send you home.” Sophie blamed herself for not keeping a close eye on Ysabelle before the latter drank herself into oblivion.

Sophie turned to Tristan and said, “Start the car, Tristan. I think she’s too drunk to go home tonight. Old Mr. Lombard will be worried out of his mind if he sees her like this. Let’s take her to our place. I’ll keep an eye on her.”

“Okay”

William was probably asleep then, and they thought it unwise to disturb his slumber by bringing his drunk granddaughter home.

A while later, Tristan pulled up in front of their condominium. He stopped Sophie from attempting to lift Ysabelle from the back seat.

“Let me do it. You’re a young woman like her. He did not want her to exhaust herself by carrying another young woman who weighed the same as her.

“I won’t tire myself out.”

Sophie trusted her stamina. Carrying a woman as slim as Ysabelle was no chore at all.

“Yes, you will,” Tristan insisted.

He turned toward the car and lifted his niece from the backseat. The jostling caused Ysabelle to feel nauseous, and Tristan immediately frowned when he noticed her expression.

He warned coldly, “You better keep that down, Ysabelle. I will definitely toss you out if you throw up on

me.”

voice merely added to

Ysabelle suppressed her urge to puke even though she had been waiting half a day to throw up the

she sobered up. She needs to be put in her place.

the bed. The

clambered off the bed and beelined for the bathroom. Worried,

hunched over the toilet seat and retched non-stop. Sophie could only stroke her

sorrows in alcohol is practically

Ysabelle threw up for what seemed like an eternity, she leaned back and slumped on the bathroom

Sophie!” cried

should get some rest! You’ll feel much better after a good night’s

just as Tristan arrived with a glass of hot water. He clearly cared deeply about his niece despite his words often painting her

others to believe that he was a cruel, heartless

trouble.” Tristan felt bad about Sophie’s involvement

mess.

her into bed. She had ascertained that it was impossible for Ysabelle

“I’m good. Don’t worry about it. I’m

I’m heading back to my

her, and Tristan knew he would only inconvenience Sophie by insisting on remaining in

he immediately received

called and asked about Ysabelle’s well- being whenever he had time to spare.

a drunken mess.”

ask you to look after her? Did you forget your

even there with her!

demanded, “Are you interrogating me,

toward Ysabelle. Tristan continued,

can’t you deal with

I go back? I wouldn’t need your help if I

everything on your end?”

imagined, given Felix’s lengthy

things were rather complicated, Felix believed he could solve things based on his own abilities. He said to Tristan reassuringly, “It’s fine. Bertram is helping me. Don’t worry about it.”

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