Anything For Her

Chapter 650

“Seize her! The suspect is trying to flee.” The junior officer had been paid off. There was no way he would release

her so easily.

“Suspect?” Sophie furrowed her brows.

I'm amazed that he even dared to utter that word.

She walked up to him.

“Looks like Jennifer has you in her pocket. You're doomed now! Having someone like you work here will destroy the

nation and its people.”

“Do I need to repeat myself? I ordered you to seize her!” The officer flew into a rage out of humiliation, for no one

had ever had the audacity to speak to him that way.

Sophie glanced at everyone in the room icily, and none of them dared to move a muscle.

The senior officer was right. As Sophie was Tristan's woman, no one had the courage to lay a finger on her.

The last thing anyone wanted was to offend Tristan, who was capable of ruining their careers with a single word.

After all, all of them had worked hard to reach the position they were currently in.

It made no sense for them to give it up easily.

“Ms. Tanner, you're right that you're free to leave now. I'm sorry about today. We had no choice but to do our duty

after receiving a report. If we have offended you in any way, please forgive us,” one of the men who knew better

apologized immediately.

However, the obsequious words had no impact on Sophie.

“Then can you give me back my phone now?” These guys still have it.

“Yes, of course. I'll go get it for you.”

Despite his colleague's reaction, the junior officer remained defiant.

“Ms. Tanner, I said you're not allowed to leave yet.”

“Damn it! Just you wait! I've even collected evidence of your wrongdoing. I'm sure it wasn't easy for you to land this

job. I'm going to make sure that you're fired!”

Sophie would not show someone as despicable as him any mercy.

“F*ck you!” the junior officer swore back. Even someone of Mr. Tristan's stature has to show our department

respect! There's no way anyone would dare challenge us.

At that moment, the department chief entered with Tristan and Felix. Tristan was in front with the other two

following closely behind.

Just a while ago, the chief had been shocked to see Tristan arriving at their department.

Upon learning what had transpired, he felt a chill down his spine. After all, everyone in Jipsdale knew that it would

be suicide to get on Tristan's nerves.

Tristan glowered the moment he stepped into the building. His expression would strike fear into anyone who saw

him.

Sophie, too, was surprised to see Tristan. She was dissatisfied with her current conclusion and had wanted to see

him after dealing with it herself.

Right then, her phone was brought into the room.

Tristan was upset to see it in another man's hand. Pulling out a tissue at once, he meticulously wiped its cover

clean.

“I heard someone reported my girlfriend's company, Tanner Group, for tax evasion. Do you have any evidence of it

right now?” Tristan asked while cleaning the phone.

The junior officer did not expect Tristan to appear.

We're just doing our job. There's no way he can do anything to us.

“Mr. Tristan, it's our duty to investigate once a report is made, but we haven't found any evidence yet.” The junior

officer didn't dare lie in front of the department chief, for it would be cause for his dismissal.

The chief responded with a glare.

“Mr. Tristan, I'm sure there must be some misunderstanding somewhere. I'll definitely teach my subordinates a

lesson for making such a mistake.”

The chief expressed his stand immediately.

“Since there's no evidence, can I go home now?” Sophie asked as she was impatient to leave.

She was also famished.

“Of course you can, Ms. Tanner. I'm sorry for the misunderstanding. Please don't hold it against us.”

As the chief let out a sycophantic smile, Sophie took her phone back from Tristan's hand.

“All right, it's clean enough.” Sophie held his hand. “Anyway, I'm fine,” she then reassured him, knowing that he was

worried sick.

Thereafter, Sophie sent the details of Whitley Group's tax evasion to the chief.

“Chief, please check your email. I have furnished you with clear evidence of Whitley Group's crimes. I trust you to

do your duty without fear or favor.”

Since Jennifer dared to make such a despicable move against her, Sophie wasn't going to show her any mercy,

especially since Whitley Group did really evade tax.

“What?”

The chief was stunned.

Tristan threw her a glance.

“Investigate them right away. I'm sure you've heard of Whitley Group!” With that, he left together with Sophie,

confident that the chief knew what had to be done.

Standing in front of the chief, the junior officer didn't dare act rashly.

“Chief, this is Whitley Group that we're talking about. We—”

Before he could finish, the chief gave him a slap. Failing to fully vent his frustration, he followed up with a kick at the

junior officer.

“So you do know we can't afford to offend any of these groups. The audacity of you to mess with Mr. Tristan's

girlfriend!” the chief thundered.

After crashing to the ground, the officer didn't dare say a word in the face of his boss' tongue-lashing.

As for everyone else in the room, they held their breath in fear.

“Enough! Go and investigate the matter now!” With Tristan keeping an eye on them, they knew they had to do

something.

Out of all the prominent families in Jipsdale that they couldn't afford to offend, Tristan was the most fearsome of

them all.

Meanwhile, Sophie and Tristan waited outside for Victor, who looked terrible after being locked up for a long time.

Upon emerging from the building, he stopped in his tracks at the sight of them.

“Ms. Sophie, are you all right?” Victor gave her a look of concern.

As she was still a girl, he figured that being detained for such a long time must have been terrible for her.

“I'm fine. Sorry for all the trouble. It's getting late. You should head home now. We can catch up tomorrow in the

office.”

That was the end of the matter for the time being.

She would definitely make Whitley Group pay a heavy price.

“Okay, Ms. Sophie. You, too, should go back and rest. You must be exhausted.” Victor maintained a professional

distance in front of Tristan.

After their conversation, Tristan opened the car door to let Sophie in.

When she noticed the scowl on his face inside, she held his hand to comfort him. “What's wrong? Am I not doing

fine? Why are you still so angry?”