Pursuing Her

Pursuing Her Chapter 74

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.

because of anyone in the past. Say, does love really have so much

Sean lifted his

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

“You’re leaving as well?”

difficult for the

the driver turned and queried,

he asked that question, for the murderous aura emanating off the man was

saw Ms. Tanner getting into

“Jipsdale Premier High.”

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

phoned Sophie again, but her phone was turned

a puff, Mr. Tristan.” Finding

of the gates of Jipsdale Premier High with Bailey

dinner! There’s still another experiment

competition. We really don’t

Bailey! If your performance in the physics competition this time is outstanding, you can go to Jipsdale University

think that there’s still much time left. Mr. Elswick, I’ve still got

came out,

today anyway. What else do you

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

“Fine, then. Go, go!”

walked toward

taken off, so you can’t do

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

he swung open the car

got into the

“Why are you here?”

particular reason. What were you busy with

went to school

Tristan said nothing.

Tristan?” Sophie

“Nothing’s wrong.”

Tristan that she was keeping secrets

at least be

all planning to go originally?”

Elswick wanted to take us out for

that refer to

you out

car window down and instructed the driver

she planned to go home to rest. Unexpectedly, she

all too familiar with that car, for she recognized it as

the first time she beheld the

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

took out her phone. Alas, Tristan swung his gaze at

promptly stilled, not daring to move

well, upon which a smirk tugged

rotten luck to always

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