Chapter 514

Quinton had been in agony ever since he learned Sophie’s boyfriend was Tristan. He knew the matter

couldn’t be resolved easily.

After all, Tristan was known for his ruthless methods.

This time, the person he tried to harm was Tristan’s girlfriend.

Mark told him to stay out of this, but there was no way he could do that. At this age, he could accept

any outcome, but Mark’s life had just begun.

He couldn’t allow his son to bear all responsibility when it was his fault.

Thus, Quinton decided to look for Tristan himself.

Despite being a big shot in society, he was nothing compared to Tristan.

He waited a long time outside but didn’t even get to catch a glimpse of Tristan’s face.

When Felix accompanied Ysabelle to Wisteria Apartments, they saw Quinton standing outside.

“What’s wrong? Why are you staring at him?” Ysabelle asked curiously when she saw Felix glaring at

the man. Who is he? I don’t remember seeing him previously.

Felix replied angrily, “He’s the one who drugged Sophie.”

He wanted nothing more than to teach Quinton a lesson, but it wasn’t his place to do so. I need to head

upstairs and let Mr. Tristan know that he’s here.

Ysabelle gasped. “What? It’s him?”

“Yes!” Felix’s memory was good enough for him to remember Quinton even though he had only met the

latter once.

Ysabelle snarled, “Wait here for me. I shall go beat him up to take revenge for Sophie.” He must pay

the price for trying to harm Sophie!

Felix held her arm and dragged her back. “Stop it. You should stay out of this. Let’s head upstairs now,”

he responded.

Tristan remained indifferent after learning that Quinton was downstairs.

“Uncle Tristan, you can’t let him off easily,” Ysabelle insisted.

“Go and keep Sophie company,” Tristan ordered.

“All right.” Ysabelle left to do as told.

Felix asked, “Won’t you teach him a lesson?”

Tristan’s voice remained calm as he replied, “We should let her deal with the matter.”

There was a chance Sophie wouldn’t be satisfied with what they would do to him.

“Okay.”

Since Tristan had said that, Felix couldn’t argue anymore.

“Sophie has an affectionate nature, so I don’t think she’ll give him a harsh punishment.”

Ysabelle went into the room and told Sophie about bumping into Quinton downstairs.

Scowling, she hissed, “Sophie, don’t you dare forgive him after what he did to you. Do you hear me?”

Not every deed could be forgiven, for forgiving wasn’t obligatory.

Sophie asked, “Quinton is downstairs?” What a coincidence. I wanted to talk to him, anyway.

Ysabelle nodded. “Yes. I wanted to get out of the car to teach him a lesson, but Felix stopped me from

doing so,” she complained furiously.

He deserves to be taught a lesson. Otherwise, he will never learn from his mistake.

“Sophie, are you listening?”

“I need to head outside,” Sophie said suddenly.

She walked out of the room after saying that.

“Wait, where are you going? Uncle Tristan wants you to rest, so you should stay here,” Ysabelle called

out.

Sophie felt fine, so she assured Ysabelle, “I said, I’m fine.”

“But where are you going? Don’t tell me you’re going downstairs to meet Quinton.”

“Yes.” Sophie bobbed her head.

It was a good opportunity to clear things up.

Ysabelle felt speechless. Why would she want to meet Quinton?

“Sophie,” she said wheedlingly.

Obviously, she was against Sophie meeting that man. There was no point for Sophie in doing so.

“Just leave me be,” Sophie’s reply was curt.

Of course, Ysabelle wouldn’t let her be and ran out after her.

When Tristan and Felix saw Sophie, they instantly knew what she was up to.

Tristan offered, “I’ll accompany you downstairs.”

No matter what she wanted to do, he would be by her side.

Sophie looked at him. “I don’t think you should come with me.”

If he was there, their conversation might not go well.

Tristan was determined. “I insist.”

Sophie shrugged. “Fine, then.”

She knew he was worried about her and gave in easily.

Felix and Ysabelle shared a look. Indeed, Mr. Tristan has no principles before Sophie. Even if Sophie

asks him to kill someone, he’ll do that without hesitation!

“I want to be there, too!” Ysabelle raised her hand. She wanted to teach the man a lesson personally.

“Why would you need to be there? Stay here with Felix,” Tristan refuted immediately.

Ysabelle pouted indignantly. Why can’t I be there?

Felix tugged at her arm. “All right, let’s stay here. We can date at home.”

Ysabelle glowered at him. Why would I date him at home?

Sophie paid no heed to them and went downstairs with Tristan.

Downstairs, Quinton felt his heart leap to his throat at the sight of Sophie.

It wasn’t the first time he saw Sophie, but he was still afraid of her.

Throughout his years in the underground circles, he had never been afraid of anyone. However, on that

day, he was quaking in his boots.

The three of them went to a nearby café.

Inside, Quinton dared not take a seat and remained standing.

“Mr. Tristan, I know what I did was unforgivable, and I’m not asking you to forgive me, but this has

nothing to do with Mark and his mother. Please spare them,” he pleaded.

Tristan said nothing, but it only took one look from him for Quinton to tremble in fear.

The older man knew that his act of harming Tristan’s girlfriend was unpardonable.

He dared not utter a word. Only those who had a death wish would have the guts to become Tristan’s

enemy.

Sophie held Tristan’s hand.

The man was far too intimidating. If he were to stay, they couldn’t talk in peace.

“Why don’t you wait for me outside?” she suggested.

“I’ll be here, so don’t worry. I won’t say anything,” Tristan responded. He would support any decision

she was to make.

“Quinton, I came today because you’re Mark’s father. Otherwise, you wouldn’t even have a chance to

talk to me,” Sophie began.

She wanted to be clear about that.

Hearing that, Quinton could feel his heart sinking.

She’s scarier than Mr. Tristan when she’s vicious.

“Sophie, I’m sorry. It was all my fault. But you have to know that this has nothing to do with Mark.

Please, spare his life,” he pleaded.

Mark was his only son, so he was willing to risk his life to save him.

“I came here for one reason—to help Mark gain freedom. Let him do whatever he likes even if he

doesn’t continue singing as long as he doesn’t take over Emerald Gang,” Sophie stated.

Quinton knew he didn’t have any right to state any condition, so that was most probably the most

mercy they could grant him.

If he didn’t agree to Sophie’s condition, things might get even worse.

“Okay, I agree. No matter what happens in the future, I won’t force Mark. He is free to do whatever he

wants,” came his reply.

Mark must be an important friend to Sophie for her to consider his feelings even after what I did to her.

I’m glad Mark has a friend like her.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be in charge of Mark and his mother’s safety,” Sophie promised. She knew he was

worried about that.

“Okay!” Quinton had nothing else to say.

After all, it was all his fault, and he should be the one bearing the consequences.