Changing Only For Her novel (Sophie and Tristan) novel Chapter 508

Chapter 508

That drug was colorless and odorless, so Sophie failed to detect anything unusual.

After a short while, her body showed some reactions.

Her expression changed at once, and she regarded Quinton with a sharp gaze.

“You drugged me.” Sophie never anticipated she would one day fall into someone's trap.

Even someone like Quinton, who had experienced so much in life, was momentarily astounded by the stern look in her eyes.

“Sophie, I—”

“Get lost!”

If he were not Mark's father, she would have turned Quinton into a corpse at that moment.

Livid, Quinton snarled, “Sophie, I suggest you recognize what's best for you. You should be feeling blessed that Mark likes you.”

How is my son inferior to her boyfriend?

“Take her to the hotel.” With that, he turned around and left, not wanting to remain there to face Sophie's wrath.

Since he had executed the plan, he would have to see it through.

“Ms. Tanner, we're sorry. We have no choice but to do this now,” one of Quinton's subordinates said.

They could not do anything except carry out the orders given to them.

Sophie sneered. “Get lost if you don't want to die. Otherwise, don't blame me for being unmerciful.”

“You should stop resisting. After drinking the drug we prepared for you, you won't be able to put up a fight, no matter how capable you are.”

Hence, there's no need for you to struggle further since any attempt to free yourself will be futile.

The few men then approached her. By that time, Sophie felt weak and drained of energy.

She smashed one of the glasses on the table to the floor and picked up a piece of glass shard to cut her wrist.

Instantly, she turned sober.

“Do you think you can restrain me using such an underhanded method? You're underestimating me!”

After saying those words, Sophie charged forward.

Her movements were swift and merciless as she realized she needed to end the fight as soon as possible before the drug fully exerted its effect.

Otherwise, once that happened, she would not be able to leave that place anymore.

The few men did not expect her to be capable of retaliating at that time.

After their initial shock, those men put forth their best effort to exchange blows with Sophie. No matter what, they had to accomplish the mission given to them by their boss, or else they could not explain themselves to him.

Under normal circumstances, those men would not have stood a chance against her. Unfortunately, she was gradually losing control over her body.

If it were not for her strong determination, she would have given up and surrendered.

Nevertheless, Sophie had no desire to continue fighting.

As soon as she shook off her captors, she hastily left the scene. Since they were still in public, she reckoned those men would not dare to pursue her openly.

Besides, it was lunch hour then, so the private rooms were crowded with people.

She also figured Quinton's subordinates would not be capable of searching every room.

“What should we do now? If we don't seize her, we can't report to Boss when we return.” For the group of men, that was the least favorable outcome.

“Hurry up and find her! If anything happens to her, Mark won't let us off the hook.”

They were well aware of how protective Mark was toward Sophie.

Still, they dared not defy Quinton's order.

Hence, they were caught up in such a difficult set of circumstances then.

Meanwhile, Sophie had run into a private room and locked the door from inside. Then, she took out her phone.

The first person who surfaced in her mind was Tristan. She immediately dialed his number, but no one answered the call.

Her consciousness started fading away, and she even began to hallucinate.

In the end, Sophie had no choice but to contact Arius.

“Arius, it's me. I'm sending you my location. I need you to come here at once,” she said.

Sensing something amiss with her tone, Arius instantaneously leaped to his feet.

“Sophie, what's wrong with you? What happened?” he asked anxiously.

It had been a long time since he last heard her speak in that vulnerable manner.

“Don't worry. I'm not in danger now, but if you don't show up here in half an hour, I won't be so sure about staying safe,” Sophie replied.

“You brat! I've told you to be more careful. Fine. I'll head over at once. Hold on for a little longer.”

Seriously, I can do nothing about her.

Upon finishing his work, Tristan returned to his desk and noticed the missed call on his phone. Immediately, he dialed Sophie's number.

However, no one picked up the call.

A sense of foreboding rose within him.

Taking in his demeanor, Felix could not stop himself from asking, “What's the matter? You seem anxious.”

It was rare for Tristan to behave in that manner.

“Sophie contacted me earlier, but she's not answering my calls now,” Tristan replied.

Felix remarked, “Perhaps she's busy. You don't have to be so worried. She's so formidable. Nothing bad can happen to her.”

“Help me find out where she's at,” Tristan requested.

No matter what, he had to figure out her whereabouts at that moment to ease his anxiety.

He just needed to know that she was safe and sound.

“Okay!”

With that, Felix immediately instructed his men to find out Sophie's location.

In less than ten minutes, they locked in on her whereabouts.

“I'll go there to check on her,” Tristan said.

Nothing was unusual with her location. However, Quinton had gone looking for Sophie that morning, and Tristan was not sure if he was trustworthy.

“Do you need me to go over with you?” Felix asked, thinking he could back Tristan up if something terrible happened.

“That's not needed. You can stay here,” Tristan replied.

He was confident he could handle the situation alone.

On the way to the restaurant, he dialed Sophie's number continuously, but his calls remained unanswered.

As time passed, his uneasiness intensified.

When he arrived at the restaurant, he saw the man who had approached Sophie that morning.

“Where's Sophie?” Tristan demanded while grabbing that man's collar.

That person did not anticipate Tristan's appearance at the restaurant.

“Ms. Tanner has already left,” he said.

“Is that so?” Tristan questioned, staring into that man's eyes.

The overwhelming sense of oppression from his gaze was almost unbearable, but that man dared not speak the truth at that instant.

Therefore, he could only clench his teeth and stick to his statement.

“I'll ask you one more time. Where's Sophie?” Tristan demanded.

He's lying. Something must've happened to her.

Taking in that man's reluctance to divulge the truth, he immediately took action. He was not fond of resorting to violence, but when he did, his moves were fatal.

Quinton's other subordinates hurriedly stepped forward to help their colleague. Alas, they were not Tristan's match.

“Are you going to tell me the truth or not? If you don't, you can forget about uttering another word in the future.” There were not many people who could be more ruthless than Tristan in the world.

“Ms. Tanner left for real!” that man insisted.

We'll still die even if we come clean to him. He's too terrifying.

“It seems like you haven't learned your lesson,” Tristan snarled.

He then proceeded to break that man's arm while enunciating, “Where is Sophie?”

The unbearable pain of having his arm broken by another person caused that man to wish he was dead.

“We don't know. She ran away. We were no match for her!” He could not endure the agony further, so he had no choice but to be completely honest.

Tristan's expression turned grim after he listened to his words.

“D*mn it!” He was overwhelmed by the urge to murder all those men.

“Just you wait! I'll make you pay dearly.” Tristan would ensure those men regretted they were ever born.