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 nausea.

urge to puke even though

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

her on the bed. The motion nearly caused

the bed and beelined for the bathroom. Worried, Sophie ran after her.

and retched non-stop. Sophie could only

drowning one’s sorrows in alcohol is practically a recipe for

seemed like an eternity, she leaned back and slumped on the bathroom tiles.

Sophie!” cried Ysabelle.

know, I know. Come on, you should get some rest! You’ll feel much better after a good night’s sleep.”

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

that his personality often misled others to believe that he was a cruel, heartless

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

mess.

tucking her into bed. She had ascertained that it was impossible

helping Ysabelle, Sophie reassured Tristan, “I’m good. Don’t worry about it. I’m going to rest after a bath. You

heading back

to look after her, and Tristan knew he

his room, he immediately received a call

Ysabelle been?” Felix was busy in Fandar, but he always called and asked about Ysabelle’s well- being whenever he had time

a drunken mess.”

Didn’t I ask you to look after her? Did you forget your

there

demanded, “Are you interrogating me,

anger toward Ysabelle. Tristan

you deal with

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

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

imagined, given Felix’s lengthy

believed he could solve things based on his own abilities. He

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