Anything For Her Chapter 246
Chapter 246 Straight To Alendor Winter’s heart was well and truly shattered. How could it not be when
the one who she fancied regarded her as nothing more than a nuisance? “Winter—” Charles
immediately stopped her. Why is she doing this? Must she really force herself into a point of no return?
Taking a step back, Winter directed a finger toward Sophie. “Do you know what sort of person she is,
Mr. Tristan? The sort that had a pregnancy terminated while she was still in middle school. Are you
going to reject me in favor of such a woman?” Coming to that point, Winter was no longer able to
contain the rage she felt inside, and that was evidently reflected in the degree of viciousness in her
words. The entire ce fell intoplete silence once she was done talking.
Tristan had a terrifying look in his eyes and at that very moment, those who were closest to him
instinctively knew what that expression on his face meant to convey. Tristan had already done his best
to restrain himself, but he had already been pushed past his breaking point. “I think you might as well
forget about meeting up with that Mr. Etienne, as there won’t be any ce left for you in all of Jipsdale.”
“Haha. Right now, I really do have to wonder what exactly it is that this woman has done to you to have
you turn out this way, Mr. Tristan.” “Stop it, Winter.” Outraged by the way Winter spoke about Sophie,
Ysabelle could no longer remain silent. “Someone is obviously out to hurt Sophie by spreading these
malicious rumors, so you shouldn’t repeat them like that.” “Am I simply running my mouth? Have none
of you heard any of these things concerning Sophie that has been circting around within Jipsdale?
As the most trusted people around Mr. Tristan, all of you are just being willfully ignorant. Only I really
have Mr. Tristan’s interest at heart, because everything I said is the truth.” “Are you done yet, Winter?”
Charles pped Winter’s face. Does she even realize what she’s doing? Has she not noticed what sort
of mood Mr. Tristan is already in?
“Aren’t you in the middle of expanding our operations in Alendor, Charles? Just send her straight over
there!” Tristan did not even bother to cast an eye in Winter’s direction. “Mr. Tristan —” In spite of
everything, Winter was still his sister. Thus, Charles was still hopeful for Tristan to show her some
clemency. “Mr. Tristan is already being considerate enough of your position, Charles,” said Felix,
speaking up on Tristan’s behalf. “Also, don’t think too highly of yourself, Winter. All along, it has been
wishful thinking on your own part. With that being the case, what right do you have to me it on
anyone else? Mr. Tristan has never said that he liked you!” “Not you too, Felix! I’ve been together with
you guys for so long, so all of you must know how much I love Mr. Tristan.” “Could that even be
considered love?” Charles was rendered speechless. “I’ll send her home first, Mr. Tristan.” There was
little more he could do if Winter really did have a death wish. It was as Felix described; Tristan was
already being merciful, or what awaited her would surely be a fate far worse than exile. “I don’t want to
go back home, and I don’t want to go to Alendor either.” With that, Winter charged toward Sophie.
“Today, I’m going to rip that mask off your face and show everyone who you really are!”
Winter then went on to try and tussle with Sophie. All the while, Sophie had tried to ignore Winter’s
unreasonableness, but with thingsing to a head, she was no longer going to continue turning a
blind eye to it. Seizing Winter by the wrist, she then tugged her over forcefully. “You—” Winter had not
expected that Sophie would turn aggressive in front of everyone else. “Don’t piss me off. Don’t you
know what I can do to you if you offend me?” At that very moment, Sophie did not look like someone
that could be trifled with. The look on Tristan’s face was one of severity. “How dare you, Winter. Trying
to hurt her in front of me,” Tristan raged. “I’m so sorry about this. She merely acted rashly, Sophie, so
please, allow me to apologize to you on her behalf.” Knowing that Tristan was truly upset now, Charles
immediately spoke to intercede. With a light shove, Sophie sent Winter iling into Charles’ arms. “Let
this be the end of it. If you ever let me catch you mentioning my name again, I’ll rip your tongue out.”
“See to it that she’s sent to Alendor within three days, Charles.” “No. I don’t want to.” Winter was still
struggling away. “I’m the one who has grown up alongside you, so how could you guys do this to me?
For how long have any of you actually known Sophie? You have been brainwashed by her, all of you.”
Charles straight up had Winter hauled out and at that moment, she seemed to havepletely lost her
sense of propriety to her own shrew-like conduct. As Tristan was still seething, Sophie went and
fetched him a piece of fruit. “There’s no need to be upset anymore, so just calm down now.”
We’re just dealing with a person of no real significance. Since that has already been sorted out, there’s
no more reason to continue to be upset! Tristan, who was still throwing a fit, instantly calmed down
because of that one gesture from her. “I’m sorry that you had to go through all that.” He could only
make such a decision on the ount of Charles. “But don’t worry. From now on, Winter will no longer
be able to monkey around in front of you. Ten years. I’d definitely have her retained in Alendor for ten
years.” “Actually, Mr. Tristan, it doesn’t matter where she is.” She was never going to allow Winter to
affect her. However, being aware of the ties between the Lombards and the Quigleys, she had some
concerns about how sending Winter off to Alendor would impact the rtionship between the two
families. “That, you don’t have to worry about at all. Charles is not an unreasonable man.” On top of
that, he himself had already made a considerablepromise. “As far as I can tell, you don’t seem to
be bothered by Winter at all, Sophie.” He was actually hoping that the presence of other women would
rouse at least a bit of jealousy from within her. “Bothered? Why should I be?” she asked. She’s just a
nobody. “Good. That’s good to know.” On the other end, Charles handed Winter over to the Quigley
family’s driver. “Send Ms. Winter straight home. I’ll exin everything else to Old Mr. Quigley myself
tomorrow.” As Walter was very fond of Winter, Charles would have to get through him first if he wanted
to have her flown out to Alendor. “Would you plea with Mr. Tristan on my behalf, Charles? I don’t want
to go to Alendor. I don’t want to.” If she was really sent out there, she knew that would effectively put
her out of contention in the future. “You should understand Mr. Tristan’s temperament, Winter.” Once
Tristan had spoken, there would be no getting out of it. Winter grabbed Charles by the arm. “I’m your
sister, Charles, so don’t tell me that you’re going to take Sophie’s side as well? You know that you will
stand to gain from me being together with Mr. Tristan too!” Winter simply could not understand why
Charles was so unsupportive of her. “You still don’t get it, do you? This has nothing to do with anyone
else, to begin with. Even without Sophie, there’ll still be others. You didn’t lose to her. You lost to the
fact that Mr. Tristan just doesn’t fancy you!
Now send her back!” Not willing to continue this banal exchange, Charles got the driver to take her
away. It was only after the Quigley family’s vehicle disappeared from view that Charles returned back
inside. When Charles saw that Tristan was not beside Sophie, he wondered where Tristan went off to
as he approached her. “I’m sorry, Sophie. Please allow me to apologize on Winter’s behalf. She has
simply been spoilt rotten!” Pouring himself a ss of alcohol, Charles went on to empty it in one gulp.
“It’s okay. I didn’t take it to heart,” replied Sophie, demonstrating her magnanimity. Sophie’s reaction
prompted Charles to say, “Now I finally understand why Mr. Tristan is so fond of you!” “And why is
that?” It was a question that even she was unable to answer for herself. “Because you really are
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