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

on her seat, Sophie whipped around and kicked another

realized he had overestimated

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

was barely alive when he heard the leader’s order. He immediately

initially planned to leave after teaching the men a

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

changed her mind. I’m going to

next moment, she turned her bicycle

have any weapons, she grabbed two knives from the

leverage, she started attacking

when they realized

them!” the

darted to

“You’re still alive?”

going to

have a chance to continue their conversation, for the

capable enough to defeat them all easily. Her actions were cool yet

all the men had been beaten to a pulp, Sophie kicked the person

want to continue poking

got onto her bicycle nimbly. It was almost eleven,

remained rooted to the spot even after she

and realized Tristan had grabbed

were flashing with fury, for it was late

else do you

“Thank you.”

he fainted and lost

her 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

Sophie dared not

too sensitive. She was pretty satisfied with her

wasn’t dealt with, he would meet his

brought him to a medical laboratory at Horington University. She walked in freely as

on the dissection table that the

the cabinets, she pulled out a surgical gown

had fainted, so she assumed he could bear

gloves, Sophie grabbed a pair of scissors and cut Tristan’s bloodied