Chapter 479
Changing only for her (Sophie and Tristan)
âYou donât understand, Sophie. Enough. I wonât hold the matter of your arrival here against you. Go
home!â
There is no need to continue discussing this matter, as I will not listen to a word. Mark, being my only
son, must inherit Emerald Gang.
âI hope you would think it over, Mr. Wheeler. We donât want Mark to be in any danger. All of us want the
best for him.â
So what if he inherits the Emerald Gang?
Sophie heard a noise outside just as she was about to leave. Mark rushed in a moment later.
âDidnât I tell you not to hurt them, Dad? Iâd promise you that I will do whatever you ask, but you canât
hurt the people around me. How can you go back on your word?â Mark cried, having lost his
composure upon finding out that Sophie was with Emerald Gang.
Upon entering the room, he pulled Sophie behind him.
âAre you all right, Sophie? Did he hurt you?â he asked anxiously.
Sophie grabbed his wrist. âRelax, Mark. Iâm fine, and it wasnât your father who brought me in. I came
here on my own accord.â
Mark was in utter disbelief.
âWhat do you mean, Sophie? Havenât I told you before not to concern yourself with my affairs? What
are you doing here? What would you have me do if something happened to you?â
Doesnât she know how worried I am?
âI have no other intentions, Mark. I just came to have a few words with your father.â
Markâs expression turned uglier.
He knew he had overreacted, but he could not help it. He had no way of calming down as long as it
pertained to Sophie.
âGo home, Sophie! Donât concern yourself with my affairs from now on.â
Sophie frowned. âMark!â
Mark remained surly. âPlease leave!â
Upon seeing how angry he was, Sophie did not say another word.
It looks like leaving is the only thing I can do for now.
âIâm sorry to have bothered you, Mr. Wheeler.â
Sophie turned and departed after bidding farewell to Quinton. She even shut the door to the study
before leaving.
âYou like her, donât you, Mark?â Quinton could tell from his sonâs reaction at a glance.
Mark ignored his father. âI apologize for misunderstanding today, but I hope you wonât harm them in the
future.â
âYou are my son, Mark. Stop being so cowardly! Court her if you like her!â
Quinton had changed his mind after the fight with Sophie.
It would also seem like a good choice if Sophie became my daughter-in-law. At least no one would pick
on Mark with her around.
âI told you to stay out my affairs, Dad. Why wonât you listen?â
âWatch how you speak to me, boy! I am your father and have every right to pry into your affairs, and I
think you are cowardly.â
All this trouble for a woman. Court her if you like her! Whatâs the use of being nice to her from afar?
âI said stay out of my business, Dad! Why wonât you understand?â
âThis Sophie is really something. Go after her boldly if you like her!â
His duel with her had completely changed his mind.
Mark refused to say another word to him.
âI still have matters to attend to.â He turned around and left without another word.
âLittle brat.â
Why is he not like me at all? I would go after girls I liked when I was young, unlike him. It appears I
have to make time to speak to Sophie.
After leaving Emerald Gang, Mark headed straight to TS Entertainment to look for Sophie.
With its deadline looming close, Ysabelleâs new song was being recorded.
Sophie would be in the recording studio right now, keeping Ysabelle company as she records her song.
Sure enough, Mark found Sophie sitting next to Ysabelle, listening to her record her song.
The girl looked very relaxed. Her facial features looked exquisite, her skin was fair and delicate, and
her long hair draped loosely around her shoulders.
Mark did not enter immediately. Instead, he stood by the door and watched for a long time.
Though he knew Tristan was the one she liked, he still couldnât help but stare at her admiringly.
This must be what itâs like to like somebody. It doesnât matter whether the other party reciprocates or
not. Thereâs no way to hide or extinguish that feeling.
Ysabelleâs song suited her well. It was youthful and energetic, with a hint of folkish influence.
Ysabelle took off her earphones and ran out of the recording studio after the piece was recorded to find
Mark by the door.
âHow long have you been here, Mark?â
Sophie turned around and saw Mark standing at the corner.
âI just arrived. You performed very well today. Keep up the good work.â
Ysabelle is indeed a talented singer. Itâs a pity that she still lacks emotions when she sings. However,
being able to sing like this at her age is already pretty good.
Ysabelle beamed at her idolâs words of praise.
âReally? Rest assured. I will continue to work hard.â
Ysabelle knew he had come for Sophie, so she mumbled an excuse to leave and left the room to the
both of them.
Sophie sat while Mark stood. He smiled as he gazed at the quiet girl.
âIâm sorry for my behavior earlier, Sophie.â
Sophie was a little surprised.
âYou donât have to apologize, Mark. It was wrong of me to go to your father without your consent.â
Mark shook his head.
âYou know that I will never blame you, Sophie.â Mark sounded even more resigned.
He wanted nothing more than to let go, but as she was the only girl he liked, it was impossible for him
to completely forget about how he felt.
âYou like to sing, donât you, Mark? I know you donât like a life of fighting and killing.â
She does know me well.
âAs cool as you look, I know you wouldnât even bear harming a fly. How would somebody like you be
suited to take over the Emerald Gang?â
Some people are just not made for the job.
âSo, Mark, you donât have to worry about us if thatâs what it is. I can protect everyone in the Wheelers
now, and no one can hurt me. If you are worried that your family will all be killed after your father
retires, I can help.â
Those are indeed the things I am worried about. She knows me so well to have taken all my concerns
into account.
For a moment, Mark was at a loss for words.
âI mean it,â she continued. âI know everybody has responsibilities, but it also depends on whether it
suits them. There are many within the ranks of the Emerald Gang. What will happen to their lives in the
future if youâre not up for it?â
Upon joining a gang, one will never again know peace in their lifetime. They will die on the streets
sooner or later without anybody above to protect them. Can I really do it? Mark mused.