Pursuing Her

Chapter 61 All Eyes On Her

Sophie froze briefly. The gown had already been designed to cling to her tightly, and with Tristan’s hand on her waist now, she felt especially uncomfortable.

“Let’s go. Everyone’s looking this way.”

And is that my fault?

Sophie was certain that Tristan was doing this on purpose.

“What the f*ck?” Danielle desperately wanted to shove Tristan’s hand away from that woman. How dare he touch another girl? He’s mine!

“Calm down, Danielle. Don’t look at them. Ysabelle’s about to make her entrance.”

Lincoln soon appeared on stage while holding Ysabelle by the arm.

He walked to the microphone and began his speech.

Meanwhile, Tristan led Sophie to the front.

Winter’s gaze remained on Tristan. He didn’t want to be my date, but now he’s got his hand around Sophie’s waist!

And now, all eyes are on her!

Those looks of envy were supposed to be on her, but clearly, that wasn’t happening now thanks to Sophie.

Winter refused to accept this.

Tristan’s hand remained on Sophie’s waist, making the latter feel uneasy.

“You can let go now, Mr. Tristan.”

Tristan liked having his hand on her and didn’t want to let go, but seeing the look on her face, he knew she would probably hit him if he didn’t listen to her.

His lips curled as he released his grip on her.

“Last but not least, I’d like to thank everyone for all the love they’ve shown Ysabelle. Thank you once again.”

When Lincoln was done with his speech, he handed the microphone to Ysabelle as he had other guests to attend to.

“I’m so happy today. Thank you for coming to my birthday party. I hope you all have a good time.”

Not wasting too much time, Ysabelle ended things quickly and passed the microphone to the host.

She then left the stage and walked toward Sophie.

“Soph! I—” She wanted to take Sophie to check out the cruise ship, but Felix cut her off.

“Come, Ysabelle. I want to show you your gift.”

He had spent a great deal of time picking out the young woman’s birthday gift.

Tristan chimed

was snatched away in a

no intention

lively there, and he preferred somewhere

get you

the same way he did. She was sick of being

tired, you can head back and get some rest.

and

disrespectful toward women, Mr.

head’s throbbing. So

Sophie was rendered speechless.

her to his room, which appeared larger than Ysabelle’s and was located in an even better spot. One could simply take a seat on the rug and

blinding lights of various colors lit up the

red wine, walked over with two glasses,

have a seat too. Your feet must

and didn’t need

an evening gown always had to go with a pair

either heels

handed her a cushion

short, so sitting like

he never really cared about the women around

upon seeing Sophie’s slender thighs, he couldn’t help

feel awkward as he realized what

got up and brought Sophie a woolen blanket to

him

quite a gentleman. Most men would rather have the opportunity to

don’t have to thank me. I’m just worried I wouldn’t be able

She was struck speechless.

did he really have

a glass of

some. This wine’s

didn’t want her drinking in front of other men, but now that

glass and took a

tasted

eats or

began to sip

staring at the

much, the two seemed

a glass, Sophie wanted

some more?” She really liked

bottle and poured her another

uncomfortable being with

“No.”

“That’s good, then.”

hoped she could slowly get

have enough patience and confidence