Pursuing Her

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

and made his way to the medical laboratory, for it was only there that he would be able to avoid thinking about

“Who was that?”

up pretty high, Tristan was able to hear the male voice coming

“Just a schoolmate.”

Tristan’s fingers tightened around the steering wheel. She really is

we’ve been doing experiments together quite often,” said Sophie in a casual manner as she did not think too much of

he interested in you?” Tristan had not realized how

Sophie’s brows perked up.

never one to place too much attention on people who

flabbergasted Tristan, who thought he might

see her

a black hoodie and a pair of light blue jeans before grabbing a ride down to Wings

most bustling street in Jipsdale. Real estate was at a premium here, but Wings of Light itself occupied a standalone building consisting of eight floors. Though shabby on the exterior, stepping inside would reveal that there was more

was refused entry by the elderly gentleman guarding the entrance because he

lass? Go on and turn around. This place is for

hire more support personnel. That woman was never one to mistreat herself. The people she often brought on board, though, tend to be much more advanced in age, giving the place

on. Let me make a call.” The gentleman then

was Sophie because very few could boast of the latter’s

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

you promised me before? Took you a really long time to get here, it did,” Butterfly

when she first bought the place. She took Sophie up to

check it out and see whether it is to

pretty much hands-off since handing the keys to Wings of Light over to Butterfly, and had not expected the latter to have an office renovated

door, Butterfly led Sophie inside a space with a rather indie vibe before she turned to the latter

it? Do you like it? If you do, would you mind dropping in more often whenever you are free? It could get a little lonely

answer to the beckoning of freedom. “Isn’t Wings of Light doing very well at the

Butterfly was rendered speechless.

down on the swivel chair, Sophie then pressed

the