Pursuing Her

Chapter 296 Not An Ordinary Man

As expected, the mention of Bailey’s name left Tristan seething with rage. “So? Are you intentionally trying to ruin my good mood?” Even though Bailey doesn’t pose a threat, I’m still upset that an outstanding guy like him has feelings for Sophie. To make matters worse, they’re the same age too! “Oh, I wouldn’t dare! I’m here to help you, Uncle Tristan!” Ysabelle replied with a chuckle. “Listen, since you can’t accompany Sophie, let me go in your stead! I’m still on my break, anyway. As long as you help me deal with my father, I’ll help you keep an eye on Sophie! Isn’t that a brilliant idea?” My goodness, I ought to applaud myself for being such a genius! I guess spending all that time with Sophie really does make one smarter! “All right.

Go on and get ready, then. I want you to attend the training camp with Sophie,” Tristan ordered. As it turned out, there was a mandatory training camp before the competition, which meant Bailey would be there too. “Yes, sir!” Ysabelle replied with a soldier salute. “Don’t worry, Uncle Tristan! I’ll make sure not to let any men go near Sophie.” Despite having doubts about his niece’s promise, Tristan knew he’d feel more at ease with Ysabelle escorting Sophie. Meanwhile, Sophie was surprised when Whitlea contacted her during Christmas. As soon as she realized it was the latter calling, she wanted nothing more than to hang up the phone. “Come on, Sophie, I’m only asking to meet up. I’m not that scary, am I?” Whitlea quipped. Naturally, Sophie wasn’t keen on answering her. After all, whether Whitlea was scary or not had nothing to do with her. In the end, however, she still agreed to meet up at a cafe of Whitlea’s choice. As soon as she arrived, the latter merely shot her a glance from the table.

down opposite Whitlea. “Well, what can I do for you, Mdm. Dixon?” Ha! There’s no way we can enjoy a cup of coffee together. I’m sure she wants something from me. To her surprise, Whitlea pulled out a card and placed it on the table. Upon seeing that, Sophie almost burst into laughter. Ha! This is just like one of those cliché scenes in television shows! Art sure is imitating life. “Give up on this physics competition!” Whitlea demanded. “There’s five million in this card. You can spend it however you like.” Since it was the first time anyone had tried bribing with money, Sophie wasn’t sure how she should react. “Mdm. Dixon, do you think I’m short on money?” Whitlea frowned. “Is that not enough? So long as you quit the physics competition and never contact Bailey again, I’ll be happy to throw in an additional five

must say, I’m curious to see what actions you’ll take,” Sophie scoffed. What a joke! This group of men doesn’t scare me at all. Needless to say, Whitlea was furious and ready to do whatever that was necessary. “Do it,” she ordered. With that, one of the men swiftly pulled out a gun. As hardened gangsters, they knew very well that guns would be more effective against someone as skilled as Sophie. The latter, however, remained calm and collected. Huh? Isn’t she a little too calm? Girls usually freak out at the sight of guns,

of junk.” The man, who had just lost his gun, was utterly shocked. How did this woman steal it right under my nose? I didn’t even see what happened! Without hesitation, Sophie took off the safety lock and pointed the gun at Whitlea’s head. “Mdm. Dixon, if I had known you liked playing such games, I’d have humored you right from the start.” By then, Whitlea was already shaking with fury. After all, that was the first time she had a gun pointed in her face. “Tell me what you want, Sophie. Don’t do anything reckless.” Sh*t. I don’t want to die! There are so many more things I’ve yet to accomplish. I must stay alive! “Reckless? Aren’t you the one who’s being reckless?” Sophie scoffed. “Besides, I don’t see why you should be scared if you have the gall to pull something off like this.” The other men, too, were worried to see Sophie pointing a gun in Whitlea’s face. “Ms. Whitlea…” Whitlea, on the other hand, still didn’t believe that the young woman would dare shoot her. “If you pull the trigger, it’d spell the end of the Tanner family. There’s no way the Tanners would acknowledge a daughter who is a murderer!” To her horror, Sophie aimed at her leg and fired off