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.

Truly, I’ve never seen him so affected because of anyone in the past. Say, does love

Sean lifted his

when love is 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

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

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

this since he saw Ms. Tanner getting into the SWAT car

“Jipsdale Premier High.”

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

but her phone was

I take a puff, Mr. Tristan.” Finding the

the gates of Jipsdale Premier High

There’s still another experiment

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

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

think that there’s still much time left. Mr. Elswick, I’ve still got something else to do tonight, so I’ll take a rain check on

as Sophie came out, she caught sight of Tristan’s

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

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

“Fine, then. Go, go!”

walked

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

peered over his shoulder, curious to know the identity of

Tristan saw Sophie heading over, he swung open the

into

“Why are you here?”

reason. What were you

just went to school as

Tristan said nothing.

wrong with you, Mr. Tristan?” Sophie sensed

“Nothing’s wrong.”

that she

least be honest

all planning to go originally?” he

Mr. Elswick wanted to

to her

bring you out

the car window down and instructed the driver to get

so she planned to go home to rest. Unexpectedly, she

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

the first time she beheld the man’s

he were to join the entertainment

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

promptly stilled, not daring to move

upon which a smirk tugged at her

luck to