Pursuing Her

She was fully aware of the circumstances Nicholas was in, but didn't feel an ounce of sympathy for him.

In fact, she felt that he deserved it for provoking her for no reason.

It went without saying that he had to pay the price for doing so.

“It was on the very night that we left. He was engaged in a brutal battle with his arch-rival who seized upon his weakness and beat him to a pulp. As of now, the Sable family of Anglandur will need at least two to three years to recover their previous strength.”

“Mr. Tristan, why aren't you giving any reaction to the news?”

“What kind of reaction were you expecting? If his mortal enemy didn't take action, I would have dealt him an equally devastating blow!”

“That's true. He didn't know any better after behaving with impunity for such a long time! He's always so arrogant. I wonder who he pissed off to get himself into such a situation.”

“The problem is that he doesn't even know who did it to him. I like the person who did this to him, no matter who they are.” Tristan let out a chuckle.

Upon hearing Tristan's comment, Sophie pretended to fiddle with her phone.

There's no way I can tell him that I'm the one he likes at this point in time!

“Okay, can we talk about something else already? This topic is so boring.” Ysabelle was clueless as to who Nicholas was, let alone care about his pathetic predicament.

“Okay, whatever you say.”

Since Ysabelle showed no interest in the matter, Felix decided to change the topic.

“Ysabelle, have you thought about where to go after your university entrance exam?”

As the exam was two days away, it was time she gave the matter serious thought.

“I plan to study at the Central Conservatory of Music. What do you think? Would my dad agree to it?” All this while, her dad hoped that she would go to Jipsdale University.

“It doesn't matter. Regardless of the choice you make, you have my support,” Felix declared proudly.

“The problem is your support is entirely useless!” Ysabelle retorted in exasperation. “I've decided to make singing my career, and nothing can change my mind. So, I want to study something related to music in university.”

All this while, she had never given her future much thought.

But now that she had made up her mind, she would chase her dream regardless of how hard the path ahead was.

“All that matters is that you know what you want. As for the rest, don't be too hung up on them,” Sophie suggested affectionately as she patted Ysabelle on her cheeks.

“Really? Sophie, do you think I'll be able to succeed? There are plenty of people who love to sing but failed, so what makes me any different?”

“All that matters is that you have me!” Sophie replied in a domineering tone.

Felix was annoyed.

Why does she always have to steal my lines?

“Mr. Tristan, can you keep your girl under control?” She looks as if she's going to steal my girlfriend.

“How can you blame someone else for your own incompetence?” Tristan didn't see anything wrong with Sophie's behavior. Why should I interfere? I fully support her in whatever she wants to do.

Words eluded Felix.

Forget it. Mr. Tristan is undeniably the perfect boyfriend. Whatever Sophie does, he would think it's right. Perhaps he even finds her fart fragrant.

Ysabelle was naturally moved by the outpour of support from her friend.

“Sophie, you truly are my destiny!” If she hadn't gotten to know Sophie, she wouldn't have learned to be so brave.

After all, her father was extremely scary to her.

Truth be told, both men were irritated by how the two ladies were interacting.

Nonetheless, Felix didn't dare express his anger.

As for Tristan, he pampered Sophie, so he would allow her to do anything she wanted.

As time went by, dinner became supper, and Felix continued to be the subject of bully among the group.

The next day, Sophie slept till eight in the morning and woke up to see Ysabelle watching the video she sent her.

Cognizant that the latter intended to get into the Central Conservatory of Music, Sophie sat down to listen to her sing.

Even though Ysabelle had a melodious voice, it still needed some work before being considered professional.

Ysabelle subsequently stopped at the sight of the approaching Sophie.

“Sophie, what do you think of my singing? Can I make it?” Compared to many other candidates who received professional training, an amateur like her was naturally at a disadvantage.

“I've highlighted your strength many times—a good voice that stands out. Having said that, there are still issues to be fixed.”

The remarks disheartened Ysabelle.

“Tell me what I should do.”

“Don't worry about this yet. Once the university entrance exam is over, I'll get you a teacher to help you.”

“That's wonderful, Sophie. Thank you!” She has already planned everything for me.

“Ysabelle, to be honest, it's not easy for you to study at the Central Conservatory of Music because the professional examination is over. Without the results from it, there's no way you can get in.”

Despite Ysabelle's passion, she had not taken into consideration all these matters. Upon hearing Sophie's words, she was utterly dejected.