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“Who is that girl? Why does Mr. Tristan allow her direct access to the ninetieth floor?”
“Exactly! Even his mother has to call him before she’s allowed to go up.”
“Given her age, can she be Mr. Tristan’s niece?”
“How is that possible? How would his niece have Tanner as a surname?”
“So? Is she supposed to be his girlfriend? But I have never heard that he has one. Don’t you dare give
me a shock like that.”
Ysabelle and Sophie followed Tristan into the CEO’s private elevator. Ysabelle was disappointed
because she didn’t see Felix around.
“Uncle Tristan, where’s Felix? Isn’t he with you?” Ysabelle finally got the burning question off her chest.
“Oh, he didn’t come to the office today.” Even though Felix stayed by his side to gain experience, there
were many times the former had to deal with the Northley family’s affairs.
“Really?” Ysabelle expressed her doubt. “So be it. I want to see how long he can stay angry for.”
After she had painstakingly made the decision to come here, he ended up being absent.
With that, Ysabelle decided she couldn’t be bothered anymore.
“Soph, I’m not feeling well, and I’ll head back first. You should stay for lunch.” The moment they came
out of the elevator, Ysabelle decided to go back.
“What? Weren’t you fine just a moment ago? Why are you feeling under the weather all of a sudden? In
that case, I had better go with you.”
It would be so weird for me to eat with Tristan here alone.
“You should have lunch with Uncle Tristan. I’m taking my leave.” Before Sophie could react, Ysabelle
reentered the elevator and pressed the button for the lobby.
Subsequently, the elevator doors closed in front of her.
So, what’s going to happen now?
“Let’s eat,” Tristan suggested, leaving Sophie no choice but to follow him.
After leading her to his private suite, Tristan laid the food she brought out on the table.
As Ysabelle had bought enough food for four, Sophie and Tristan were shocked to see how much there
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“Let’s dig in. After that, you can even take a nap,” Tristan said. No matter how busy senior year is, an afternoon nap is still important.
After taking her seat, Sophie began to eat.
Nevertheless, there was no way they were able to finish the huge amount of food in front of them.
At the same time, Tristan obviously knew that the food was from Pegasus Pavilion after tasting it.
Once they were done with lunch, Sophie wanted to leave, as she had no idea what she was even doing
there.
Tristan then handed her a glass of water after clearing the table.
Meanwhile, Sophie felt tired and sluggish after having spent the entire night helping Butterfly resolve an
issue.
When he saw how sleepy she was, Tristan suggested, “Why don’t you get some sleep? I’ll wake you at
two.”
“I think I should go.”
“Just take a nap. I’ll send you back later.”
Without protesting any further, Sophie easily found her way to the bedroom and lay down on Tristan’s
bed.
The room was designed with a minimalistic theme, while the bed sheets were jet black in color. Upon
lying down, Sophie could instantly feel how comfortable the luxurious fabric was.
For some inexplicable reason, she felt that the black sheets were part of Tristan’s unique taste.
Before she knew it, she had gradually fallen into a deep sleep on Tristan’s bed.
When he entered the room and saw how soundly she was sleeping, Tristan was filled with a sudden
sense of satisfaction.
At that moment, Sophie was curled up in bed without her school jacket on. She had taken off her jacket
before she napped.
When he saw the grimace on her face, Tristan furrowed his brows. What’s she dreaming about?
Walking over, Tristan kneeled by the bed and held her hand.
With his other hand, he gently patted her on the shoulder.
Sophie, who was having a nightmare, gradually calmed down. The painful look on her face was then
replaced by a blissful smile.
Tristan stayed by her side for a long while.
It wasn’t until he was sure she was sleeping better that he got up from the bed and observed her.
In that instant, he was filled with an overwhelming sense of contentment just from watching her sleep.
Sophie, too, didn’t expect that she was able to sleep that soundly.
By the time she was awake, it was already half-past three. Walking out of the bedroom, she saw
Tristan working in the living room.
Given how engrossed he was with work, Sophie didn’t feel like disturbing him and planned to slip out
quietly. In the end, he looked up before she could even take two steps.
“Come here.”
For some inexplicable reason, Sophie had never liked to be ordered around.
Nevertheless, she quietly obeyed his words at that very moment.
When Tristan extended his hand toward her, she gave him a baffled look, which elicited a delightful
smile from him.
Before she knew it, he pulled her over to sit by his side.
“Don’t worry. I’ve already applied for leave on your behalf. There’s no need for you to return to class in
the afternoon.”
“Didn’t you promise to wake me? Why didn’t you?” Sophie had just woken up from a nap. Her languid
voice was tinged with sensuality.
Tristan couldn’t help but pull her into his embrace and plant a kiss on her cheek.
“You’re so irresistible.”
When Sophie looked up at him, he could feel his being gravitate toward her.
Pulling her closer, he gave her lips a kiss.
By the time Sophie gathered her senses, she stared at him in surprise.
“Mr. Tristan.”
“Don’t let other men touch you, for it will drive me mad.”
He had initially wanted to give her more time, but whatever self-control he had would always falter in
front of her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSophie blushed, her cheeks and ears turning as red as a tomato.
Enchanted by her coy response, Tristan was delighted.
Sophie gave him a look before wanting to get off him.
Whoever comes in and sees us will definitely get the wrong idea!
“Let go of me.”
Sophie began to worry, cognizant of Tristan’s naughty intentions.
In spite of that, he had always treated her with respect, causing her to forget that there was an
uncompromising beast underneath that facade of the man.
Tristan kept her locked in his embrace.
“Do you hear me? I have no desire to wait any longer, as there are just too many men around you.”
With so many men coveting her, he was worried about losing her to someone else.
“No. What gives you the right to demand something like that from me?”
Her response intensified his refusal to release her.
“Sophie…”
Nonetheless, all he could do was sigh in the face of her defiance.
After all, he couldn’t even bring himself to raise his voice at her. Left without a choice, he personally
walked her out.
As it was still within office hours, the office was filled with staff coming and going. The sight of Tristan
escorting a girl in a school uniform in a protective manner triggered mass envy among the female
employees of the company.
Coincidentally, Charles, with Winter in tow, had arrived at Lombard Group to hand a document over to
Tristan. Much to their surprise, they ran into Sophie and Tristan, who were on their way out.
When Winter saw that both of them had come down from the ninetieth floor, her expression drastically
changed.
Even I have never set foot in there. And yet, Sophie gets to access it with such ease?
“No wonder you left even though the dishes had already been served. I knew it had to be because of
Sophie.” Charles couldn’t resist teasing him.
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