Chapter 28 Ethan’s fists were clenched so tight his knuckles tumed white, his body trembling with barely contained i like a jagged blade. voice, hoarse and ragged, shot out “Mr. Years!” He yelled, “Don’t be uken in by her looks and her act! This woman’s got an agenda–the’s not what she seems!” Staring at Tristan’s … Read more
Chapter 27 This place catered exclusively to the elite–the rich, the powerful, the untouchable. Its security was airtight, leaving no room for anyone to sneak in let alone someone like Sophia, who supposedly had no means to her name. The fact that she was standing here could only mean one thing–someone had brought her in. … Read more
Chapter 26 Sophia could feel the heat radiating from the palm gripping her wrist–hot enough to sear right through her skin. That warmth seemed to crawl up her arm, spreading through her veins like wildfire until it set her whole body ablaze. Her face, in particular, was burning like an overheated radiator. “Thanks” Tristan’s deep … Read more
Chapter 25 Sophia’s playful, mischievous grin was pure trouble–like a little cat about to knock something off a shelf just for fun. Tristan felt a strange little prick on his heart, the kind that only a cat’s paw could leave. His dark eyes softened, and there was a flicker of something close to indulgence in … Read more
Chapter 24 “I need something from you, Tristan said, getting straight to the point. Sophia blinked in surprise, “You need something from me?” For a moment, she forgot the warmth in her face and the tingling in her ears. All that remained was pure shock, “You, the head of the Years Family. with enough power … Read more
Chapter 23 Sophia’s lips curved with a hint of icy sarcasm. Her indifferent gaze pierced through Ethan like she was watching a clown, “Mr. Baker, is seems Mass Stewart enjoys playing the role of a mistress and flaunting it wherever she goes. But even so, talking about another woman like that right in front of … Read more
Chapter 22 Chapter 22 Tristan flexed his slender fingers, their jade–like elegance glowing sofily under the city lights. His cool, pale skin caught the shimmer of the evening. “Need a hand?” Sophia chuckled, the guarded wariness from earlier replaced by a subtle case, “You have already helped me, Mr. Yeats” She paused, her red lips … Read more
Chapter 21 lly at the frantic Ethan, her lips curling into a more mocking smille Sophia looked on coldly at the frantic Was this how men were at their core–naturally pathetic? Back then, she had relentlessly pursued him, yet he looked down on her. Now, he was throwing a tantrum in front of her, acting … Read more
Chapter 20 “Senously, what else could it be? As soon as the race ended, she got out of Y’s car. Clearly, they have something going on “I mean, how could some fake heiress who grew up in the countryside possibly beat Y, the undisputed king of racing? Oh wait, now it all makes sense. She … Read more
Chapter 19 Tristan’s eyes never left Sophia, not missing the fleeting hint of annoyance in her gaze. It made her look even more like a cute, puffed–up kitten, ready to his Unable to resist the impulse, he almost reached out to ruffle her hair playfully. Sophia might look cold and distant, but underneath, her emotions … Read more