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.

must be because of Sophie again! Truly, I’ve never seen him so affected because of anyone in the past. Say, does love really have so much power over someone?” Charles couldn’t help

Sean lifted

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

“You’re leaving as well?”

the four of us to

driver turned

was exceedingly cautious when he asked that question, for the murderous aura emanating off the man was simply too

since he saw Ms. Tanner getting into the SWAT car this morning, and now, it’s

“Jipsdale Premier High.”

Premier High, Tristan didn’t alight from the

again, but her phone was

puff, Mr. Tristan.” Finding the

stepped out of the gates of Jipsdale Premier High with Bailey and

after dinner! There’s still another experiment

time before the physics competition. We really don’t need to be in

time is a national competition, Bailey! If your performance in the physics competition this

I’ve still got something else to do tonight, so I’ll

soon as Sophie came out, she caught sight

a self-study session today anyway. What else do you have to

please give me some freedom, Mr. Elswick? Don’t

“Fine, then. Go, go!”

Sophie walked toward

dinner. Sophie has taken off, so you can’t

being dragged away, Bailey peered over his shoulder, curious to

heading over, he swung open the car

into

“Why are you here?”

What were you

I just went to school

Tristan said nothing.

with you, Mr. Tristan?” Sophie sensed something amiss

“Nothing’s wrong.”

Tristan that she

could at least be honest

were you all planning

wanted to take us

Does that refer to her and the other

bring you out to dinner

instructed the driver to get back into

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

car, for she recognized it as the car that often dropped Sophie off at

the first time she beheld the man’s

handsome and striking. In fact, if he were to join the entertainment industry, he would definitely

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

promptly stilled, not daring to move a

well, upon which

rotten luck to always bump