Chapter 178
Changing only for her (Sophie and Tristan)
Chapter 178 Scooting Away
The few burly men stared at Sophie in horror.
Weâre now bruised and battered, yet she wants to go again? Who exactly is she? Sheâs just too
terrifying!
âShall we have another go?â Sophie inquired once more. She had been too tired these days, so she
was a tad drowsy then. Yawning nonchalantly, she swept a gaze over the few men.
âWeâre sorry for intruding on you, Ms. Tanner! Please have mercy on us!â Oh my God, sheâs really
frightening!
They had a reputation in the underworld, but when it came to her, they werenât even enough for her to
work up a sweat.
âWhy are you still here, then? Scoot! Do you know how to do that?â
âWhat?â
This is too much! Is she really asking us to scoot?
Some were still hesitating when they saw that Scarface had already started scooting away.
âScarface!â What? Heâs actually doing as she said? âWhere are your principles? Is this really
appropriate?â
Scarface glanced over his shoulder at the man.
âYouâve got principles, yes? Then, you stay there! Why are you butting into my business?â
Hah! I know I can never defeat Ms. Tanner!
He was really scooting by dragging himself along the ground.
After all, one had to be quick-witted and adapt to the situation. Since Scarface wasnât Sophieâs match,
he decided to admit defeat. Besides, her blows hurt like hell!
âIââ The fierce-looking man who spoke promptly went silent.
Okay, then. I used to feel that I was pretty incredible in the past, but things are different now. The Dixon
family isnât the same anymore either. Fine, Iâll scoot!
Gratification finally flooded Sophie as she watched the few burly men scooting away on the curb.
Meanwhile, Bailey was wholly stunned at the side. He had never seen that side of her.
Yet, such a side of her rendered her all the more alluring.
Turning back, Sophie instinctively touched her face when she saw him looking at her so intently.
Is there something on my face that heâs staring at me fixedly?
âIs there something on my face?â she asked when he was still staring after a long time had passed.
There should be nothing on my face, yes?
âNo, thereâs nothing. I merely feel that youâre seemingly shining brightly right now.â At long last, Bailey
understood why so many people liked her. Verily, she was too mesmerizing.
Sophie went silent.
She really didnât know what to say in response to that comment.
The moment she turned around, she was greeted by the sight of Tristan.
It was uncertain how long he had been standing there. Without uttering a word, Sophie went over to
him and queried, âWhy didnât you tell me that you were coming over?â
âI missed you, so I came over.â
At once, words eluded Sophie.
When it came to the man, she still couldnât be as calm and unruffled as she was with others.
Hence, she inexorably flushed bright red upon hearing that.
âMr. Tristanâ¦â Gah! Can he not say something like that? And why must he look so seductive in
everything he does?
âWhatâs wrong? I just missed you.â
âOkay, I got it.â
Sophieâs face flamed.
She whirled around and said to Bailey, âIf thereâs nothing else, Iâll be leaving.â
âSophie.â Bailey wasnât willing to admit defeat, but he noticed that the look in her eyes when she gazed
at Tristan was different.
Sophie arched an eyebrow.
âIs something else the matter?â
In the end, Bailey shook his head.
âI wonât allow them to disrupt your life again.â No matter what, this matter shall end here.
âIt doesnât matter to me.â
After saying that, Sophie left with Tristan.
Bailey stared at their backs. The man was tall and handsome, giving off a sense of intense
dependability. The girl, on the other hand, was cold in nature, but she exuded a sense of warmth before
the man.
So, she⦠likes him? Nothing I say or do will make any difference.
âWhitlea came to bother you again.â It looks like sheâs been too free recently. I can keep her occupied.
âYeah. You know the kind of person she is. Once something doesnât progress according to her plan,
sheâll definitely make trouble.â Frankly speaking, Sophie really didnât have anything good to say about
Whitlea.
âWell, be careful about Clayton these days. Whitlea isnât much of a threat, but Clayton is truly irritating.â
âOkay, I got it. You donât need to worry about me.â
Sophie knew that Clayton wasnât a good man, and she might be the reason he was hooking up with
Willow.
Alas, Willow was exceedingly confident, so she wouldnât believe whatever Sophie said.
The two of them went back to Wisteria Apartments together. Sophie went for a bath while Tristan took
out his laptop and settled Lombard Groupâs business matters.
When Sophie came out after her bath, she saw the man answering his emails while reclining against
the couch. He was incredibly focused, so much so that she couldnât take her eyes off him. Heâs too
perfect!
âItâs very late. Are you going home?â She really didnât mean anything else when she said that. She was
merely asking an innocent question.
From the look in his eyes, however, she knew that he had obviously misunderstood her.
âI didnât mean anything else. Just carry on.â
Forget it. Heâs a man overflowing with testosterone in the first place, so heâll give others such an illusion
even if he does nothing at all.
Taking her hand, Tristan pulled her into his arms.
âWhatâs wrong? Is it very tricky?â It was the first time Sophie had ever seen him toiling at something.
âItâs still manageable.â But itâs just rather troublesome. Truth be told, it wasnât that easy to eliminate
Clayton, as the foundations of the organizations in Jipsdale were deep-rooted and their networks were
intricate. In fact, it was extremely challenging.
Seeing that he was seemingly exhausted, Sophie reached out and gently massaged his temples.
âThis feels good!â Tristan couldnât help sighing. He lay down and rested his head on her long and
slender legs, allowing her to massage him.
Closing his eyes, he luxuriated in her tenderness at that moment.
Without realizing it, he drifted off to sleep.
As Sophie gazed at the man who had fallen asleep on her lap, a sense of unprecedented peace
suffused her. Such a feeling made her feel reluctant to lose it.
She was aware that it was very late then, so she should wake him up and have him go home. Then,
she could also go to bed.
However, she couldnât bring herself to do so at the sight of his peaceful expression. Instead, she
wanted to wallow in such warmth and never wake up.
When Tristan woke up after sleeping for a little over half an hour, he saw Sophie dozing with her back
against the couch. Her hands were still resting against his temples.
At that particular moment, he could no longer hold back. He propped up his upper body and captured
the rosy lips he had been pining after.
As soon as Sophie opened her eyes, she was greeted by the manâs enthralling countenance. His kiss
was addictive, so she reflexively responded to him.
Sensing her response, Tristan kissed her even more feverishly. Flipping over, he pinned her beneath
him and kissed her passionately.
His kiss was so intense that Sophie couldnât quite withstand it. Despite that, she had no intention of
stopping him and allowed him to kiss her as he pleased.