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

though she had been waiting half a day to throw

huffed in annoyance, determined to teach her a lesson once she sobered up. She needs to

Sophie’s room and dropped her on the bed. The

and beelined for the bathroom. Worried,

over the toilet seat and retched non-stop. Sophie could only stroke her friend’s back soothingly.

effects on health aside, drowning one’s sorrows in alcohol is practically a recipe

up for what seemed like an eternity, she leaned back and slumped on

feel horrible, Sophie!” cried Ysabelle.

you should get some rest! You’ll feel much better after a

water. He clearly

often misled others to believe that he was

you. Sorry for the trouble.” Tristan felt bad about Sophie’s involvement

mess.

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

it. I’m going

I’m heading back to my

after her, and Tristan knew he would

he immediately received a call from Felix.

in Fandar, but he always called and asked about Ysabelle’s well- being whenever he had

a drunken

after her? Did you forget your promise?

there

was speechless. He demanded, “Are you interrogating me, Mr.

had not yet quelled his anger toward Ysabelle. Tristan continued, “Don’t drag other people into your relationship

you deal with everything

need your help if I was there! Come on, we’re friends. It’s just

Ysabelle’s fine and asleep. How’s everything on your end?” The

imagined, given Felix’s lengthy stay.

believed he could solve things based on his

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