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.”

added to Ysabelle’s

urge to puke even though she had been waiting half a day to throw up

a lesson once she sobered up. She needs to be put in

carried her to Sophie’s room and dropped her on the bed. The motion nearly

off the bed and beelined for the bathroom. Worried, Sophie ran

and retched non-stop. Sophie could only stroke

practically a recipe for disaster. I only had a few words with Mark,

like an eternity, she leaned back and slumped on the

Sophie!” cried Ysabelle.

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

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

lamented that his personality often misled others to believe that

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

mess.

busy coaxing Ysabelle to sip some water before tucking her into bed. She had ascertained that it was impossible

it. I’m going to rest after a bath. You

back

Tristan knew he would only inconvenience

Tristan returned to his room, he immediately

busy in Fandar, but he always called

a drunken mess.”

after her? Did you forget your promise? Who did she drink with?” His mind ran

even there

speechless. He demanded, “Are you interrogating

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

can’t you deal with everything

wouldn’t need your help if I was there! Come on, we’re friends. It’s just

everything on your

than imagined, given Felix’s lengthy stay.

on his own abilities. He said to Tristan reassuringly, “It’s fine. Bertram

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