Pursuing Her

Chapter 70 Keep Him Alive

Terrified, Trevor started groveling at Tristan’s feet.

The latter turned to look at Sophie. “Well? What do you think we should do?”

“Miss, I was wrong. I’ve made a big mistake. Please let me off!” Trevor begged, hoping Sophie would be soft-hearted enough to speak up for him.

At that moment, five strapping men entered the bar and walked up to Sophie. “Ms. Tanner, we’re here.”

“Mr. Gardner loves having fun with men. You guys like that, don’t you? Take him away! You can do whatever you like to him, but make sure to keep him alive.”

“Yes, Ms. Tanner!”

“N-No! Ms. Tanner, I was wrong! I won’t do it again!” Trevor pleaded.

A cold grin crept across Sophie’s face. “Didn’t you say you were amazing in bed? Have you forgotten that you wanted to play with Mr. Tristan too?”

“I didn’t know he—”

“Enough!” Sophie interrupted. “You said you love having fun, so I got plenty of people to play with you. By the way, they don’t need your money, so you can enjoy yourself without spending a dime! Take him away! What an eyesore.”

With that, two of the burly men pulled Trevor to his feet.

“Let’s go, Mr. Gardner! Stop resisting. Otherwise, don’t blame us if you get hurt.”

Seeing the scene unfold in front of her, Letitia hurried over.

“What are you guys doing? Let go of Mr. Gardner this instance, or I’ll call the police!”

“You’d better mind your own business, Ms. Gatrell! Aren’t you ashamed of yourself after all that you’ve done? What gives you the right to stand here and lecture us?” one of the men said before dragging Trevor away.

Now that Sophie had instructed them, they’d make doubly sure not to kill Trevor from all the fun they were about to have with him.

“Well?” Sophie asked as she turned to Tristan. “Are you pleased with that resolution?”

“Not really, but I can still accept it.”

“Y-You… You guys have gone too far! Do you know who his father is? He’s none other than—”

Before Letitia could finish her words, Sophie interrupted, “So? Do you want to go with him? If that’s what you desire, I can call my men back to take you along. You can all have a wild night together.”

testing my patience. Doesn’t she know how tiring it is to

removed his suit jacket and tied it around

you doing?” Sophie asked in bewilderment. We’re in a bar, for goodness’ sake. I’m already dressed very modestly for

nothing. Let’s go

with anger, Letitia ran

Sophie are feeling pretty smug now, but

immediately sent people to

his son had offended, he was

Does he know what

natural for

Tristan’s name, but he had never met the latter

always known that Tristan was someone he should never provoke, so why was his son dumb enough

can’t possibly leave our only

rage. “Why don’t you tell me? We’re up against Mr. Tristan, for goodness’ sake! No one in Jipsdale or even Chanaea dares to aggravate him! It’s all your fault. You’re home every day, yet you’ve failed to

on your connections, can’t you?” Valerie pleaded. “After all, you’re a famous director. I’m sure Mr. Tristan

up his friends

Lombard Group can’t possibly make me his enemy

private room and ushered Sophie in, causing everyone inside to look up at

roared with laughter. “Sophie, what

Tristan would change his mind about Sophie after the earlier episode with

the party, but he had also shown just how much

if she meant nothing to him, why would he mind that others were

merely shrugged off Felix’s comment. Unique? So be it. What baffles me more is why Mr. Tristan

over,” Tristan instructed

with Sean, leaving the

taken their

listening for a few seconds, he scoffed, “Well, what do you think? His son pissed me off, so why shouldn’t I teach him a lesson to keep him

out, Brayden had managed to find someone to intercede with Tristan on

influence?” Sophie mused, surprised that the

hung up the phone, a flicker of annoyance crossing his

who tries to intercede for the Gardners today. No amount of

health,” Winter said as she poured him a glass of

worthwhile getting so

one of the beers on the coffee

had trouble grasping them. “Mr. Tristan, didn’t you use

to be so strict,” Tristan replied. Does she expect me to