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.”

dead tone on the phone left Bailey

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

“Who was that?”

phone was turned up pretty high, Tristan was able

“Just a schoolmate.”

fingers tightened around the steering wheel. She

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

in you?” Tristan had not realized how much his

Sophie’s brows perked up.

never one to place too much attention on people who

the flabbergasted Tristan, who thought he might be contending with

not see her

changed out of her uniform into a black hoodie and a pair of light blue jeans before grabbing a ride down

occupied a standalone building

time, she was refused entry by the elderly gentleman

and turn around. This

staff on board in its infancy, and it was only after Butterfly took the reins that they started to hire more support personnel. That woman was never one to mistreat herself. The people she often brought on board, though, tend

Sekelsky, eh? Hang on. Let me make

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

kept occupied these

you promised me before? Took you a really long time to get here, it did,” Butterfly could not help

eight-story building would not usually come with an elevator, so Butterfly had one specially retrofitted when she first bought the place. She took Sophie up to the eighth floor

out and see whether it is

She had been pretty much hands-off since handing the keys to Wings of Light over to Butterfly, and had not expected

led Sophie inside a space with a rather

you do, would you mind dropping in more often whenever you

the place, but she still preferred to answer to the beckoning of freedom. “Isn’t Wings of Light doing very well at the moment? I think you’re well suited

Butterfly was rendered speechless.

swivel chair, Sophie then pressed a switch to

the computer had fully

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