Pursuing Her

Pursuing Her Chapter 108

Chapter 108 Is Someone On Her Tail

Winter was truly and adamantly indignant about this state of affairs, but there was little she could do about it under the circumstances.

Old Mr. Lombard, though, would never be able to accept Sophie for her background, especially when Sophie herself is consistently dogged by a bad rep.

“Whatever the case, steer clear of Sophie, or even I would not be able to protect you.”

Though the Quigley family was considered among the four major families, there was still a considerable gap in the influence they wielded when compared to the Lombard family.

Under Tristan’s leadership, the Lombard family had already left the other three families lagging far behind, making Tristan someone not to be trifled with in the here and now.

“Okay. Got it. I won’t try to mess with her.” So long as I’m not the one moving against her directly, nobody can hold me responsible if someone else decided to do otherwise, could they?

She was certainly nobody’s fool.

Winter had always thought herself to be exceptional, and not once had she considered herself to be Sophie’s lesser.

Tristan opened the door for Sophie to get inside the car.

“To the Wisteria Apartments?” That’s going to make me late for school, wouldn’t it?

“Yeah!”

They only just got in the car when a call came in from Bailey. Sophie took one glance but still choose to pick up.

“Why aren’t you in school today? Are you not feeling well?” Bailey asked in concern. He had grown accustomed to paying attention to Sophie’s every move without even realizing it himself.

“No. I took the day off because I had some stuff to see to. What’s up?”

“Nothing, really. I just wanted to ask if you’d be coming into the lab after class.” He was missing her a little despite only not seeing her for one afternoon.

“Nah. I don’t think I’ll be headed there today.” Sophie considered that she might not be able to squeeze in the time after her visit to the Wings of Light.

“Do you have anything else for me?”

“No. That’s it.”

phone left Bailey a little

around and made his way to the medical laboratory, for it was only there that he

“Who was that?”

the volume on Sophie’s phone was turned up pretty high, Tristan was able

“Just a schoolmate.”

fingers tightened around the steering

is sending us for competition together, so we’ve been doing experiments together quite often,” said Sophie in

had not realized how much his words

Sophie’s brows perked up.

one to place too much attention on people who

from the flabbergasted Tristan, who thought he might be contending with one rival

see her upstairs as he had

a pair of light blue jeans before grabbing a

premium here, but Wings of Light itself occupied a standalone building consisting of eight floors. Though shabby on the exterior, stepping inside would

for some time, she was refused entry by the elderly gentleman guarding the

and turn around. This place

to mistreat herself. The people she often brought on board, though, tend to be much more advanced in age, giving the place an appearance

Let me make a call.”

his description, Butterfly was able to infer that it was Sophie because very few could boast of the latter’s

receive her. With the other members kept occupied these past few days, only she remained stationed in Wings

time to get here,

with an elevator, so Butterfly had one specially retrofitted when she first bought the place. She took Sophie up

you! Would you like to go check it out and see whether it

got Sophie’s eyebrow raised. She had been pretty much hands-off since handing the keys to Wings of Light over

a rather indie vibe before she turned to the latter

it? If you do, would you mind dropping in more often whenever you are free? It

invested quite a bit into fixing up the place, but she still preferred to answer to the beckoning of freedom. “Isn’t Wings of Light doing very well

Butterfly was rendered speechless.

on the swivel chair, Sophie then pressed a

the computer had

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