Pursuing Her

Chapter 74 Going Off The Deep End

Thinking that he might have dialed the wrong number, Tristan put his phone down and glanced at it.

It’s Sophie’s phone number all right. Then, who’s the man who answered the phone? Is it the man this morning? So, she’s been with him all this while?

Something astringent welled within him. Verily, he was very much unfamiliar with such emotion.

“Is Sophie there?” His voice was frightfully glacial as though dripping ice.

“I’m sorry, but she’s currently occupied. I’ll have her phone you back when she’s free.”

Bailey hung up right after saying that.

Sophie was totally focused as she conducted the experiment, so she didn’t bother asking who exactly phoned her.

Meanwhile, Tristan’s expression turned even darker.

“Are you okay, Mr. Tristan?” Felix inquired cautiously.

Why is he wearing such an expression? He has been on the brink of blowing his top the whole of today, and he’s even more terrifying now!

Again, Tristan phoned Sophie.

This time, it was Aaron who answered the call.

“You’re already told that she’s busy. Can’t you understand that?”

He loathed people calling when he was conducting experiments. This time, he turned the phone off right away.

Tristan was dumbstruck.

Noticing that the man was on the verge of going off the deep end, Felix didn’t even dare to breathe.

Tristan’s expression was really intriguing since that was the first time someone dared to speak to him in such a manner.

“Who was it, Mr. Tristan? I’ll go and end him!”

Felix was truly afraid, for it was petrifying when the man lost his temper.

“No, it’s okay.”

Tristan’s voice was close to subzero temperature. Felix cast a glance at Sean, who sat across from him.

On the contrary, Sean was calm and unruffled as though it had nothing to do with him. But then again, that made sense considering his occupation.

“You guys enjoy yourselves. I’m leaving first.” Getting to his feet, Tristan snagged his suit jacket from the couch and draped it over his wrist before leaving.

“Mr. Tristan…”

Felix wanted to persuade him to stay, but he had already left.

affected because of anyone in the past. Say, does love

lifted

love is subjective? All right, seeing that Mr. Tristan has left, I’m leaving as well since I’ve still

“You’re leaving as well?”

difficult for the four of us to gather

into the car, the driver turned and queried, “Where are we going

cautious when he asked that question, for the murderous aura emanating off

saw Ms. Tanner getting into the SWAT car this morning, and now,

“Jipsdale Premier High.”

driver drove over to Jipsdale Premier High, Tristan didn’t alight from the car, merely sitting

again, but her phone

excuse me while I take a puff, Mr. Tristan.” Finding the atmosphere scary, the driver decided to

exact moment, Aaron stepped out of the gates of Jipsdale Premier

continue after dinner! There’s still

a long time before the physics competition. We really don’t need to

time is a national competition, Bailey! If your performance in the physics competition this time is outstanding, you can go to Jipsdale University directly. As such, we

Mr. Elswick, I’ve still got something else to do tonight, so I’ll take a

came out, she

supposed to have a self-study session today anyway. What

give me some freedom, Mr. Elswick? Don’t worry. I won’t embarrass you during the

“Fine, then. Go, go!”

Sophie walked toward

you to dinner. Sophie has taken off, so

dragged away, Bailey peered over his shoulder, curious to know the identity

swung open the car door

got into the

“Why are you here?”

particular reason. What were you busy

went

Tristan said nothing.

Mr. Tristan?” Sophie sensed something

“Nothing’s wrong.”

she was keeping

at least be honest

planning to

Mr. Elswick wanted to take us out

that refer to

you out to dinner

window down and instructed the driver to get

so she planned to go home to rest. Unexpectedly, she spotted Tristan’s

recognized it as the car

time she beheld

and striking. In fact, if he were to join

a photo, she took out her phone. Alas, Tristan

stilled, not daring to

well, upon which a smirk tugged

rotten luck to