Chapter 971 Prank

Ysabelle gave him a pitiful look.

“We’ll stay a little longer until Sophie settles her business here before we fly back together.”

I like it here, anyway.

“Felix!”

Ysabelle continued being coy with him, apparently determined to remain.

*I really do have matters to take care of in Northley Group, Belle. Otherwise, I would stay here with

you.””

“Fine,” Ysabelle relented. “We’ll head back in two days after the competition.”

She knew she could not get her way all the time.

It was my stubbornness that led to where we are today.

“Mmm.” Felix stroked her long hair. “I’ll take you out again when I settle matters over there.”

I’ll be there with her regardless of where she wants to go as long as it makes her happy.

Bertram arrived at that moment.

“Ms. Sanders is here, Mr. Tristan, Bertram said helplessly. This woman does not seem to take the hint.

Tristan frowned.

She is going too far. Does she think I have to accommodate her just because she likes me? What a

joke!

“Now’s not the time to burn the bridge with Ms. Sanders, Mr. Tristan, Bertram reminded him. Knowing

Mr. Tristan, things are going to get messy if he loses his temper:

“I’ll go take a look,” Ysabelle volunteered. She was curious about this Lily.

It’s one thing to fall for Uncle Tristan, but flat out pursuing him? I want to see what she looks like.

Felix dragged her back. “Don’t. That Lily is a thug. Don’t get involved.”

“Ask her in, Bert,” Sophie said. All of them turned toward her. “Why not? She’s a guest, after all.”

“Really? I seem to sense a scheme in the works.” Ysabelle was excited. She knew Sophie very well.

“None at all. Go on, Bert. Why are you hesitating?”

Bertram glanced at Tristan, not daring to do anything without the latter’s consent.

Tristan nodded. I wonder what this girl has up her sleeve this time.

Not long after, Bertram invited Lily in

Her eyes twinkled as soon as she caught sight of Tristan.

He did not need to do a thing for her to become head over heels.

Though she was a burly woman, she behaved coyly before Tristan.

Ysabelle felt goosebumps erupting all over her skin.

“To what do I owe the pleasure, Ms. Sanders?” Tristan asked coldly.

“Nothing much. I came because I wanted to see you.

Lily was brutally honest.

Felix nearly laughed out loud. He had never met a woman who dared to speak to Tristan like that.

True enough, Tristan scowled.

Sophie, on the other hand, was especially calm.

It was almost as if the man Lily had her eyes on was not her fiancé.

“Have you had lunch, Ms. Sanders?” Sophie asked politely. “Join us if you haven’t.”

Lily did not expect Sophie to be that polite, especially since she knew that the man was her fiancé.

Is it possible that Sophie does not actually like Mr. Tristan, which is why she does not seem to care?

“Oh, can I? Can I join you all for a meal?” Lily gazed at Tristan. His assent was what she was after.

However, Tristan paid her no mind.

Thus, she found herself a seat, which was coincidentally across from Tristan. That way, she could

admire his chiseled features to her heart’s content.

Indeed, Mr. Tristan is so handsome that I can’t tear my eyes off him.

“Why did you ask her to eat with us, Sophie? Couldn’t you tell that she has an ulterior motive?”

The Jetroinian woman even wore her traditional attire. However, her figure was overly burly and not at

all pleasant to look at

“No problem. It’s just a meal. I do not mind.” Sophie maintained a warm smile.

It gave off the impression that she was a pushover.

Ysabelle did not say much else. She was curious to see what Sophie was going to do next.

Only after sitting down did Lily realize that she was punishing herself by joining them for a meal-she did

not like anything that was served.

I still have to pretend to enjoy myself in front of Mr. Tristan. After all, these are all dishes he likes. But

d’mn, are they spicy!

Lily did not have a high tolerance for spicy food.

“Are you all right, Ms. Sanders? Is the food too spicy for you?” Ysabelle asked instinctively when she

noticed the woman’s swollen, fiery lips

As she knew who Ysabelle was, Lily was exceptionally courteous. Naturally, she could not bring herself

to say anything negative.

“It’s delicious! I love spicy food.” Lily did not speak Chanacan well; she spoke very slowly.

“I’m glad you like it. I was worried you weren’t going to These are Uncle Tristan’s favorite foods, you

know.”

Tristan took some for Sophie.

“Have some yourself. Ignore her,” Tristan whispered into Sophie’s ear.

Though he knew she wanted to prank Lily, he wanted her to eat.

She should not have to waste her energy on a nobody like that.

“Mmm.”

Sophie watched Lily as she ate. True enough. Lily’s expression shifted when she saw Tristan taking

food for Sophie. It was plain the act displeased her.

I don’t know what goes on in this woman’s head. Tristan is my fiance. What’s wrong with him treating

me well? On what grounds does she have to be unhappy about it?

“You must be over thirty, aren’t you, Ms. Sanders? Why are you still not married? It doesn’t matter how

independent you become. A woman needs someone to lean on,” Ysabelle said pointedly.

Lily did not like people bringing up her age, as women, in general, were touchy about the subject.

“You are lucky, Ysabelle, so you’ve no idea what a miraculous thing fate can be. I have never met

somebody I wanted to marry, but I have now!”

She was looking at Tristan as she spoke. Her intention could not be clearer. Tristan wants the project in

Fandar, doesn’t he? If he were to be with me, I would help him and ensure that the lucrative project

ends up in his hands

That leverage was why she thought highly of her chances.

“Oh, is that so?” Ysabelle was displeased. What an awful woman for saying such things to a man with

his fiancée present in such a matter-of-fact tone!