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.”

merely added to

even though she had been waiting half a day to throw up the alcohol in her

lesson once she sobered

her on the bed. The motion nearly caused Ysabelle to vomit

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

over the toilet seat and retched non-stop.

so much in the future.” Its negative effects on health aside, drowning one’s sorrows in alcohol is practically a recipe for disaster. I only had a few words with Mark, and it was enough to turn Ysabelle into a drunk,

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

feel horrible, Sophie!” cried Ysabelle.

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

glass of hot water. He clearly cared deeply

others to believe that he was a

trouble.” Tristan felt bad about Sophie’s involvement

mess.

her into bed.

about it. I’m going to rest after a bath. You should clean yourself

heading back to my room.”

needed someone to look after her, and Tristan knew he would

he immediately

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

a drunken

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

not even there with her!

He demanded, “Are you interrogating me, Mr. Northley? Watch your attitude.”

his anger toward Ysabelle. Tristan continued, “Don’t drag other people into

you deal

wouldn’t need your help

fine and asleep. How’s everything on

imagined, given

rather complicated, Felix believed he could solve things based on his own abilities. He said to Tristan reassuringly, “It’s fine. Bertram is helping

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