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That look seemed to say, “As for the engagement, get past my grandfather first, then talk to me.”
The girl’s proud little demeanor was just like a cat that had won a battle, raising her little chin in pride.
Tristan gazed deeply into her eyes, his heart stirred by her soft, cat–like hum, turning to mush.
The smile at the corner of his thin lips added a touch of gentle sweetness.
The two of them exchanged glances as if no one else was present, making Edward Roscente’s face even more sullen.
He straightened his back and stepped forward to stand in front of Sophia.
That brat dared to flirt with his granddaughter right in front of him.
Where is the cane?
Why was Butler Walter taking so long to get his cane, and still hadn’t brought it?
Mr. Roscente was furious.
But suddenly he heard the man’s low magnetic voice, “Does Grandpa mean… if Sophia agrees to this engagement, you won’t stop it anymore?”
Edward was choked again.
He moved his lips, wanting to deny it.
But his gaze fell on Tristan’s always noble and handsome face.
The words of denial stuck in his throat.
The man’s delicate features were soft, and his deep black eyes were filled with gentle, burning light.
The deep affection was unmistakable.
Edward felt somewhat stifled and more than a little perplexed, wondering from when and where had Tristan Yeats set his sights on his precious granddaughter?
But no matter how frustrated he was.
He still nodded, “Yes, as long as she is willing, everything in our family will follow her wishes.”
This sentence just now reminded him.
Regarding the engagement, it was a matter concerning Sophia, so her own wishes should be respected.
He brought Sophia back to the his family to let her return to her own home, not to marry her off.
As long as she was unwilling.
He would break off this engagement for his granddaughter, even if it meant fighting with his old friend!
Tristan Yeats’s eyes lifted slightly, the light in his eyes growing brighter, “So… shouldn’t Grandpa give me a chance to ask Sofi opinion?”
The way he kept calling her “Sofi” made Mr. Roscente’s temples throb.
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This was just the beginning.
Calling her so intimately.
He was so frivolous!
He snorted coldly, turning to Sophia, “Soph, what do you think?”
He believed Sophia would definitely refuse without hesitation.
Even before Sophia could speak.
Tristan.smiled slightly and said, “Grandpa, I want to talk to Sophia alone.”
Mr. Roscente was so angry that his beard stood on end, “You still want to talk ‘alone‘ with my Soph?”
What nerve!
He almost read his plan out in front of him!
Tristan maintained his smile and said sincerely, “After all, this is the engagement between us. We involved parties should have a proper conversation to reach a suitable result, shouldn’t we?”
When Mr. Roscente was grinding his teeth in denial.
Tristan’s voice, as clear and gentle as the sound of a zither, continued, “If her final answer is unwilling, I certainly won’t make things difficult, nor will I put Grandpa in a tough spot.”
Mr. Roscente’s mouth, which had been open, suddenly closed.
He squinted his sharp eyes.
If they talked alone and Soph was unwilling, then… Tristan would take the initiative to break off the engagement.
At that time, he wouldn’t need to feel guilty and lower himself to his old friend.
That wouldn’t be too bad.
He could break off the engagement smoothly without bowing to his friend.
Though he thought this way in his heart.
But, Mr. Roscente raised his chin arrogantly, “Then it depends on whether she is willing to talk to you alone.”
“Thank you, Grandpa.”
The smile on Tristan’s lips widened, his eyebrows slightly lowered, and even his noble and elegant head bowed respectfully and politely.
He fully displayed the demeanor of a junior.
He showed the old man great respect.
In the past, the interactions between Tristan Yeats and Edward Roscente were also like those between an elder and a junior.
But Tristan, a man of noble status and a favored child of heaven, even when interacting with Edward Roscente, would not
bow down as he did now.
Looking at the man who lowered himself for the first time, Edward Roscente’s brow furrowed, feeling a different sensation
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in his heart.
He knew that Tristan Yeats’s deference was for Sophia.
It was evident… how important Sophia was in Tristan’s heart.
It was clear that Tristan genuinely liked Sophia.
But…
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Edward felt even more annoyed in his heart and didn’t want to look at Tristan anymore, “Why thank me? First, see if Soph is willing to talk to you alone!”
Tristan Yeats nodded, his dark eyes slightly lifted, bypassing him and firmly landing on Sophia.
It seemed as if he was locking onto Sophia’s soul.
His gaze was deep, spreading a massive net, inch by inch, encroaching towards Sophia.
Originally, Edward Roscente was between the two of them.
Now that he walked away.
The gigantic net descended upon Sophia without any cover.
The flowing golden light and shadows overlapped, and the man’s delicate features were tinted by the sunlight, inexplicably adding a hint of softness.
The gaze was so intense that Sophia felt as if something hot had touched her, and she sprang up from the sofa.
“Talk, talk about what!? No talking!”
Talk to him alone?
What a joke!
Now whenever she saw him, she couldn’t help but think of that scene in the hospital.
Whenever she saw him smile, her gaze uncontrollably fell on his rosy thin lips.
If she were alone with him in a space.
She was afraid she would hide in a hole!
There was nothing to talk about!
The engagement… she didn’t agree to it!
Tristan gave a smile, his laughter hooked Sophia’s eardrums again and again.
His dark eyes deepened as he gazed at the girl’s face.
He seemed to see the girl’s hair all standing on end, her teeth bared as if she wanted to hiss at him.
Her eyes, round like a kitten’s, had a tint of red at the ends due to nervousness, which was very alluring.
Tristan’s eyes darkened; if Mr. Roscente weren’t watching like a hawk nearby, he really wanted to reach out and gently stroke the girl’s soft hair, smoothing it gently for her.
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However, at the moment, he could only restrain his impulse, and his voice, subdued and suppressed, was slightly husky, sounding even more magnetic, “Soph, if we don’t talk, that means you tacitly agree… willing to fulfill the marriage agreement between our families?”
The girl’s eyes widened even more, her gaze clearly saying–you’re blatantly being unreasonable!
The corner of Tristan’s picturesque eyes raised slightly, hinting at a trace of wicked smile.
Suddenly, he lowered his dark lashes, slowly raised his hand, and his jade–like fingers gently brushed past those thin, scarlet lips.
The cold, alabaster–like white clashed with the bright crimson.
The colors were extraordinarily striking.
Sophia’s gaze uncontrollably fell on the man’s lips.
Her heart suddenly began to race.
The man’s hoarse voice was filled with disappointment, like a large, abandoned loyal dog, he sighed softly, “So, you are unwilling to take responsibility?”
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