Pursuing Her

Chapter 95 Go To My Room

Thinking she had misheard him, Ysabelle dug at her ear and asked calmly, “What did you say? Can you repeat that?”

“I said, I want to share a room with you!” Felix was determined to spend more time with her at all costs.

“You hear that, Uncle Tristan? Your friend here wants to bed me!” Ysabelle said.

Felix fell silent upon hearing that.

Wait… Did she get the wrong idea or something? I said I wanted to share a room with her, not share a bed with her!

Noticing that Tristan had narrowed his eyes menacingly, Felix raised his arms in a surrendering motion and exclaimed, “That’s not true, Mr. Tristan! I’ve never thought about that at all!”

Sophie picked up the volleyball and stepped forward as she said, “Don’t worry, Ysabelle! He can’t possibly win!”

“Hey, Mr. Tristan! Your girlfriend is bullying me!” Felix exclaimed.

“That’s fine. I’ll help her bully you in a bit!” Tristan replied with a smile.

Just like that, what should’ve been a fair volleyball match ended with the three of them ganging up on Felix.

Unhappy with his loss, Felix grumbled when he was alone with Tristan, “Hey, Mr. Tristan! Don’t you want to be in the same room with Sophie? I actually thought you were going to help me out earlier!”

“I’m warning you, Felix. Ysabelle is still very young!”

What the f*ck? Does he really see me as a heartless pervert?

“I just wanted to spend more time with her, d*mn it! Why must you all bully me like this? You’re such a meanie, Mr. Tristan!” Felix lamented.

“I won’t stop you once Ysabelle turns twenty, so stop your whining.”

What? I have to wait till she’s twenty? There are tons of kids out there who start dating as early as the age of ten!

“Twenty? A-Are you going to wait till Sophie turns twenty too?”

“Yeah.”

Felix had never thought he would hear that reply from Tristan.

What the… Since when did Mr. Tristan become such a gentleman?

Wilma had always assumed that Tristan was some kind of unreasonable thug that would abuse his powers. Being a huge fan of photography, she had taken a picture of him and Sophie with an instant camera when they were standing next to each other earlier.

she walked up to him and handed him the photo she had

huh? You

admire how great

the latter raising hers slightly. Her skirt was billowing in the wind, and the boundless blue sea

free to come to me if you ever need anything,”

saw him staring at the photo

tried to get a peek, but Tristan put it away before

it

to stop Wilma and the others from having a great time. After giving it some thought, she decided to just text them the

be found,

her room door, Sophie realized she had forgotten

to go back and get

you go to my room

arched an eyebrow at

think it’s too much of a hassle to go all the way back there for a keycard. Besides,

as she followed him to his presidential

wake

“Okay.”

night

outside to kill time. The general manager of Lombard Group started

will you be coming back, Mr. Tristan? Please come back

on earth does he get so much work done so effortlessly? I can barely get a few hours

gone for a few days. “What’s wrong? Just keep up the good work. I’m

“I…”

manager was on the verge of crying at that point. D*mn… I can’t believe he’s

wish to report? If not, I’m going to hang up and go take a nap. I’m a little tired

sigh at his

returned to the room after

white bed with the blanket covering

the bed, and her skin

down on the floor and rested his head on the bed as he stared at

was asleep that he

late, she was still asleep

room when it was

isn’t in

that case, she must be in Mr. Tristan’s

He’s such a jerk

you serious? I can’t believe Uncle Tristan would go for it so

it a little more acceptable if it was her uncle