Chapter 653
Changing only for her (Sophie and Tristan)
âYou already know about this, right? Why didnât you tell me?â Ysabelle questioned Felix.
Felix said innocently, âSophieâs all right. I figured Iâd bring you to eat first. I know Jennifer is a bad
person, but Mr. Tristan will handle it. That woman is not worthy of your anger.â
Ysabelle nodded. Yeah, this makes sense.
âFine! I want to visit Sophie first. If I donât see her, Iâll feel uneasy.â
âWould you look at the time now, Ms. Lombard? You will only disturb her rest if you go and visit her
now! Mr. Tristan and I personally went to pick her up. Sheâs really fine.â
Sophie is such a strong woman. Who can do anything to her?
Ysabelle bit her lower lip.
âAll right, I understand. Letâs go and eat, then. Iâll visit her tomorrow.â Ysabelle had wanted to visit
Sophie now. However, when she thought of her uncleâs temper, she decided against it.
She couldnât afford to anger him!
Meanwhile, tears flowed down Caylieâs face as she looked at Jennifer, who was packing her luggage.
Why did things turn out this way? One moment our entire family was living peacefully here, but the next
moment, we have to flee overseas.
âIs there really no other way?â
Timothy shook his head.
If there was still a way, he wouldnât have done this. He could only send Jennifer abroad now.
Then he would shoulder everything else.
âIf youâre worried, you can go with her.â There was no way they wouldnât feel worried about sending
their daughter to a foreign place.
âThen what about you? Why donât we all leave together?â She could not bear to let her husband stay
here alone.
âNo. I can only arrange for you guys to leave secretly. If we all leave, what will happen to Whitley
Group?â
âWhy care about Whitley Group now? We wonât be able to salvage it. The safety of our family is the
most important matter here.â
Once they were overseas, the local legal authorities wouldnât be able to do anything to them.
âWe are a huge target if the three of us leave together. You know how ruthless Tristan is. He will never
forgive Jennifer this time.â
Timothy had already handled all of the necessary preparations.
After Caylie and Jennifer packed their luggage, Timothy drove them to the airport.
However, upon arrival, they were stopped by a group of policemen.
âHello, are you Timothy Whitley and Jennifer Whitley?â
Immediately, Timothyâs face paled.
Do we really have no chance of escaping at all?
He clenched his fists. None of them could leave now that these policemen were here.
âExcuse me. Regarding Whitley Groupâs tax evasion and other alleged illegal activities, I would have to
invite you to follow us back to assist in our investigation.â
Timothy closed his eyes.
Itâs too late. Everythingâs over. Does my only daughter have to go to jail?
âOkay. We will follow you back.â There was nothing much Timothy could say at this juncture.
âDadâ¦â Jennifer uttered in despair.
She finally realized that her pursuit of love had hurt her entire family.
She knew clearly that there were indeed illegal dealings in Whitley Group.
Previously, she had tried to frame Sophie. Yet, now, everything was real. She did not know what to do
anymore.
Timothy gave her a pat on the shoulder.
âJennifer, remember, you have nothing to do with Whitley Group. Itâs all my doing. Do you understand?â
Timothy told Jennifer before he got in the police car.
âDadâ¦â
I played a part in everything! How can I put all the blame on Dad?
âDo you understand? If Iâm really going to jail, you have to listen to your mother. Take good care of her
and donât make her upset.â
âDarlingâ¦â
Caylie burst into tears.
Is there really no hope anymore? Isnât our family very influential in Jipsdale? Is there no one willing to
help us?
âAll right, stop crying!â We can only accept our fate at this point. This is how the world works. Itâs
useless to regret and try to hide from what youâve done.
Meanwhile, Sophie was lying on the bed while Tristan was on a call outside the room.
âDonât worry, Mr. Tristan. Iâve already brought them back to the police station. None of them can
escape!â
Seanâs voice rang out from the other end of the line.
Tristan had asked Sean to handle this matter because Felix needed to accompany Ysabelle, who had
just returned.
He would never let Jennifer off the hook for doing such a thing.
Knowing she was going to flee, he had sent someone to cut off her escape route.
âOkay, I understand. Thank you for your hard work. Continue to keep an eye on them. Whitley Group
will cease to exist in Jipsdale!â
âUnderstood. Itâs late. You should get some rest.â
With that, Sean hung up the call. Jennifer must be tired of living. Sophie has evidence of Whitley
Groupâs illegal doings. Even if she doesnât have any, Tristan will never let anyone hurt the woman he
loves. Jennifer is seeking her own death! No one can save her this time.
After hanging up the call, Tristan entered Sophieâs room. He walked to her bed upon seeing that she
was still awake.
âWhy arenât you sleeping yet? You didnât manage to rest this entire day, no? You must be tired. You
should rest.â
âIâm fine. Itâs only ten. I wonât be able to fall asleep.â
She would usually sleep around eleven.
âOh, you should give Sandra a call! She was so scared she burst into tears,â Tristan said. He had
almost forgotten about this matter.
âOh, right!â
How can I forget such an important matter?
She retrieved her phone and immediately gave Sandra a call to update the latter. Then she called
Simon.
Knowing that Sophie was fine, Simon and Sandra were finally relieved.
After seeing her hang up her last call, Tristan got on the bed and leaned against the headboard, then
let Sophie lean on his shoulder.
âSophie, your friends sound nice. They are really worried about you!â Sandra and Simon really cared
about Sophie.
âThatâs right! I think theyâre really nice people too.â Sophie could feel the warmth in her heart. I donât
think my family members would even be that worried about me!
Her friends were really worried about her.
Sophie raised her head. âWhat do you plan to do with Jennifer?â
âIâll let her stay in jail for a few years!â Tristan replied calmly. He was really sick of Jennifer.