Pursuing Her

Chapter 224

Speculation Tristan returned after getting his things and saw Ysabelle and Sophie huddled before his computer. Confused, he asked, “What’s going on?” “Uncle Tristan, Sophie wants to use your computer. I tried a couple of birthdays, but none of them were correct.” “Do you think everyone uses birthdays as their password like you?” Tristan strode toward them and typed quickly on his keyboard. He pressed the Enter key and unlocked the computer with a flourish. Sophie muttered, “Actually, I don’t have to use it right now.” A computer was considered a rather private possession, let alone one in Lombard Group’s headquarters. Tristan’s computer probably holds a ton of secrets! He reassured her, “Don’t worry. Just use it. There are no secrets in there that you can’t know about.” “Really?” Ysabelle continued excitedly, “So what’s your password, Uncle Tristan?”

He shot his niece a look, and she immediately dropped the topic. Fine! Just take it that I didn’t say anything! I didn’t do that on purpose! I was just curious. “Have fun,” Tristan said to Sophie before leaving the office. Ysabelle perked up right after her uncle’s departure. She complained pettily, “It’s just a password. What’s the big deal?” Then, she went one step further and backstabbed Tristan, claiming, “It must be some ex-girlfriend’s birthday or something. That’s why he doesn’t want you to know!” That must be it! Sophie was unbothered by her assumption. So what if it is? Tristan isn’t that young. It won’t be strange if he has ex-girlfriends. Her reaction took the wind out of Ysabelle’s sails.

She should show a smidge of emotion! “What kind of reaction should I be showing?” asked Sophie. “Jealousy! Aren’t you even the least bit jealous when I’m talking about my uncle’s ex-girlfriend? Perhaps, you don’t like my uncle at all!” Or you wouldn’t be displaying such a lackluster response! Oh, my poor Uncle Tristan! Sophie explained, “What’s the use

screen out of curiosity. Sophie had agreed to write a song for The Wheelers. Since she was free today, she decided to get the job over and done with. “You’re writing

work. She had already thought of a melody over the past few days. All she had to do was to write it out, make some edits, and put in the lyrics. She worked efficiently and almost produced the complete song in no time. “Do you want to listen to it?” Sophie asked an expectant Ysabelle. Ysabelle nodded immediately. “Of course! I want to!” Why would I give up such a precious opportunity? Sophie made some final edits before playing the song out. She had composed a rock song, a far cry from The Wheelers’ typical genre. However, once the music played, its addictive tune immediately had its listeners’ bodies pumping with adrenaline. The passion and exhilaration of the

guarantee you’ll become a global hit!” “Nah. I don’t want to do that.” “Fine. But you better write songs for

still open many doors for her in the future. Surprisingly, Ysabelle shook her head and said, “No. If I didn’t know you, my life would surely be a mess right now.” Without Sophie, she would not have mustered the courage to pursue her dreams. In fact, she probably would have followed her father’s wishes and became the Lombard family’s