Pursuing Her
Pursuing Her Chapter 67
Chapter 67 The Burn
The company Yale got was Tanner Group’s most profitable one.
If everything went well for him, he would not even have to do anything, and the company would still make the most profit.
Did he seriously think no one would notice? Is it so hard for him to just admit his incompetence? Sophie was unsure how to feel about her father.
“What are you looking at, Soph? Come on. Let’s go eat,” Ysabelle urged Sophie to go.
“You probably don’t have much money left after you got me that gift. So from today onward, I’ll pay for all your food.” Ysabelle really liked the rock Sophie got for her. She could not bear the thought of the young woman skipping meals.
“Sure!” Sophie was more than willing to let her friend take care of her meals.
“What do you want to eat?” Ysabelle had always had trouble deciding where to go for food.
“Let’s have spaghetti! It’s been a while.”
“Sure. Let’s go.”
There was a restaurant famous for its spaghetti just less than a mile east of Jipsdale Premier High. Many, including the students of the high school, patronized the establishment regularly.
Naturally, the place was almost full when Sophie and Ysabelle arrived there.
“Hurry, Soph! I just saw two empty seats!” Ysabelle pulled Sophie to an empty table, and the two ordered spaghetti after sitting down.
“Hi there. I’m Bailey Dixon from Senior Class 1,” greeted the boy seated across from the young ladies as soon as they settled down.
Because of how tall Bailey was, he did not seem comfortable with his table and chair.
The young man had a pair of clear but cold eyes that made him seem somewhat distant.
“So you’re Bailey! I’m Ysabelle, and this is my best friend, Sophie,” Ysabelle gladly introduced herself and Sophie to Bailey. Now I know why he’s the campus hunk. What a handsome face!
“What the heck? I’m only here because Bailey is!”
“Me too! We’re in the same class. I don’t understand why he’s talking to those two from Senior Class 8 instead of me.”
“I can’t believe he just introduced himself to them.”
students in the restaurant were upset when
young man come from a wealthy family, but he was also kind and
admirers thought his appearance was as impressive as
rushing toward
skipped a beat when
was strong and quick enough
landed on Bailey’s arm, but most of it
Bailey not rescued Sophie in time, the young
I’m terribly sorry. It was an accident. Are you okay?” The waiter was so shocked that his face was
came just out of the
to ensure that Sophie was fine even though his arm was
fine. We need to get you to the hospital!” Sophie could see a sizeable red patch on Bailey’s fair arm since the young man got the
good as new,” said Bailey nonchalantly since he did not think his injury was anything a man
the hospital.” Ysabelle insisted that the young man seek professional help after looking at
“I’m good. Really.”
the hospital, at least let me get you something from the pharmacy. You guys wait for me
Before Bailey could finish his sentence, Sophie
pharmacy to buy a bottle of burn relief spray and returned to
you,” offered Ysabelle, but Bailey would not
I can do
his arm after taking it
to lift his arm with one hand while holding the spray with the
not be simpler,
as if they were
completely captivated by the young
spraying, Sophie handed the bottle
bed and make sure your arm
“Thank you.”
should be
dinner yet, right? What do you say
appreciation, I’ll buy,”
knew how to hold a grudge, but at the same time, she was also quick
three then went to a pizza place
to her
heard Mr. Elswick wanted you to participate in the physics competition, Sophie. Let’s do
she had to keep her promise to Josiah, so she
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