Pursuing Her

Chapter 1 Do Not Move

It was annoyingly hot in Horington by the time June arrived.

After the self-study session ended at night, Sophie Tanner waited till the other students filed out before she got on her bicycle. She took the road to a quiet alley to head home. It might be deserted, but she could shorten her journey by over ten minutes.

Before she could cycle out of the alley, she caught a whiff of blood with her keen nose.

Sophie was pretty familiar with the scent of blood. Other girls would’ve fled the scene if they were in her shoes.

However, Sophie was no ordinary young woman. She continued riding on her bicycle as though nothing had happened.

Indeed, five minutes later, she saw a fight happening in this desolate alley.

One of Sophie’s feet was on the ground, and the other was on the pedal. She stuck one hand into her pocket and held her bicycle with the other as she whistled loudly to catch the others’ attention.

There were over a dozen tall men beating a man up. As there were no lights in the alley, she peered at the man who was surrounded by the rest under the moonlight.

Looks like he’s the one who got hurt.

Hearing Sophie’s whistle, everyone present turned to look at her.

“Scram!”

As she was tall, skinny, and clad in her school uniform, the leader of the attackers barked at her furiously.

Sophie’s brow knitted together impatiently.

“You’re blocking my way.”

“You have a death wish!” the leader snarled testily. They had gone to great lengths before getting the opportunity to take action against Tristan Lombard.

Anyone who stopped them from doing that would have to die.

It only took one look from him to get two men to march toward Sophie.

Glancing at her watch, Sophie realized it was already half past ten at night.

Before they could lay a hand on her, Sophie placed her other foot on the pedal and cycled toward the men in black swiftly.

one man with her bicycle, who stumbled to the ground in a

her seat, Sophie whipped around

belatedly realized he had

he ordered, “Kill them both.” They didn’t have much time left. If Tristan’s men arrived, they wouldn’t be able to take him

was barely alive when he heard the leader’s order. He immediately pulled himself together. I can’t

leave after teaching

walk past Tristan and caught a glimpse of him. Suddenly, her bicycle halted to a stop even

mind. I’m going to do a kind act

her bicycle around and pedaled toward

weapons, she grabbed two knives from

bicycle as leverage, she started

men’s expressions grew grim when they realized how vicious

the

darted to

“You’re still alive?”

not going to

chance to continue their conversation,

them all easily. Her actions were

beaten to a pulp, Sophie kicked the person who

She didn’t want to continue poking her nose into

nimbly. It was almost eleven, so she needed to get home as

to the spot even after

at her shoulder and realized Tristan had grabbed the

were flashing with fury, for it was late at

else do you

“Thank you.”

he

breath as she glared at the man on the ground. Despite losing consciousness, he still looked as dignified as ever. In the end, she helped him up and used up all her might to place him on the rear seat of her bicycle. After doing that, she gritted her teeth and rode out of the

shot, Sophie dared not bring him to the

with her current life and didn’t

dealt with, he would meet his doom

a medical laboratory at Horington University. She walked in freely as though

Tristan on the dissection table that the medical

one of the cabinets, she pulled out

around. He had fainted, so she assumed he could

grabbed a pair of scissors and cut Tristan’s bloodied shirt into