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.

anyone in the past. Say, does love really have so much power over someone?” Charles couldn’t

lifted

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

“You’re leaving as well?”

the four of us

turned and queried, “Where

for the murderous aura emanating off the man was simply too

getting into the SWAT car this

“Jipsdale Premier High.”

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

phoned Sophie again, but her phone was turned

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

out of the gates of Jipsdale Premier High with Bailey

There’s still

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

the physics competition this time is outstanding, you can go to Jipsdale University directly. As

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

as Sophie came out, she caught sight

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

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

“Fine, then. Go, go!”

walked toward

bring you to dinner. Sophie has taken off, so you can’t do the same.”

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

saw Sophie heading over, he swung open the car

into the

“Why are you here?”

What were

just went to school

Tristan said nothing.

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

“Nothing’s wrong.”

that she was

thought we could at least be honest

all planning

Mr. Elswick wanted to take

that refer to her

out to

car window down and instructed the

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

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

was the first time she beheld the man’s face

were to join the entertainment industry, he would

photo, she took out her phone.

not daring

Willow as well, upon which a smirk tugged

luck to always bump into