Pursuing Her Chapter 301

Chapter 301

Dance On Our Wedding Night “Are you okay, Louisa? It's not that we don’t want to help you, but

you saw the earlier situation. They had us completely outnumbered. If we had stepped up—" “That's

enough! Shut up, all of you!” Louisa was boiling with rage after getting humiliated like that. “You lot

were supposed to be my best friends. Only after what happened today did I discover how much I

really mean to you.” The young woman was upset that no one stepped up to help her. “There were

too many of them, Louisa. Besides, it was you who wanted to bet with them,” protested one of

Louisa's friends. It wasn't our fault that she thought she could win. “By the way, who exactly was the

guy who spoke just now?"

“I'm curious as well. Seeing how protective he was of Sophie, I bet he’s her boyfriend!” “Louisa, do

you really have no idea who he is? You and your family are doomed if he comes after you all.”

Louisa was even more troubled after listening to her friends, for the man who left last did not look

like someone she would want to mess with. “Do you think we, the Yarboroughs, are pushovers and

that anyone can threaten us?” she snapped. “I wouldn't speak so arrogantly if I were you, young

lady. There's always someone more powerful out there; you never know who you're dealing with.”

The manager of Nocturnal came to see what the commotion was about and was surprised to learn

that the young woman before him had the guts to offend Tristan. “Who is he?” Louisa felt somewhat

uneasy after hearing the manager's words. “The man who left last? That's Mr. Northley. Have you

heard of him?” Louisa said nothing in response. Noticing that, the manager added, “You'd better

think of a way to appease him. Otherwise, you and your family will be in big trouble.

" Still, she remained silent. At that point, Louisa was no longer in the mood to have fun and hurried

home instead. When she reached home and saw her parents, she wanted to complain to them but

changed her mind when she recalled the man’s identity. “What's wrong, Louisa? Did somebody bully

you? If that's true, you have to let me know,” voiced Louisa’s mother. It was only natural that she got

worried since Louisa was her only child. “Mom, is Mr. Northley powerful?” Louisa often heard her

father talk about the four prominent families but had no idea exactly how influential Felix was. “Mr.

Northley? He's not someone we can afford to offend. Why did you ask, though? Do you know him?"

“I don't.” Louisa’s face immediately turned pale when she heard her mother’s answer. She dared not

mention how she offended Felix at Nocturnal and how he threatened to take everything away from

her. “What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?” “I'm just tired, Mom. I'm going to bed now.” Louisa

was so frightened that she decided to hurry into her room instead of telling her family the truth.

"What's going on with her?” Louisa’s mother could not figure out why her daughter would suddenly

mention Felix. That man is in a different class than we are! We definitely can't trifle with him.

Meanwhile, Tristan took Sophie back to Wisteria Apartments. Even though the latter did not stay

there for the past few days, Susan had regularly kept the place clean and ready for her to return to.

“I'll go take a shower first.” Sophie felt extremely uncomfortable from the ickiness of being

drenched in sweat.

"Sure. Go ahead!” Tristan replied. He took off his jacket, hung it up, and then went to boil some

water. As for Sophie, she grabbed a fresh set of clothes from the bedroom and entered the

bathroom. It only took her fifteen minutes to finish her shower. After changing and blowing her hair

dry, she felt refreshed, and her mood improved greatly. When Sophie stepped out of the bedroom,

Tristan had already done boiling the water. As soon as he saw her, he handed her a thermos. “Drink

some warm water.” In response, she took the bottle and did as told. “Did you often dance in the

past?” inquired Tristan suddenly. Surprised by the question, Sophie thought for a while before

replying, “I used to be young and wild. I'd always hang out with Mark and the others, so I did dance

sometimes.” “You danced very well.”

He was reminded, again, of how attractive the young woman was just then. “Really? You didn't look

impressed, though.” It had been a while since Sophie last bust a move, which would have remained

unchanged had Louisa not crossed the line. “I didnt like how people looked at you.” Tristan did not

appreciate the attention she got. Sophie already had good looks, so the fact that she could dance

so well only turned more heads. “Oh. I understand. I won't dance again.” Sophie was thoughtful

enough to refrain from doing anything that would upset Tristan. Upon hearing that, he pulled her

into his embrace and made her lean against his shoulder. “You can dance, but you can only do it for

me." Tristan still wished to see Sophie's sexy and alluring side when he was alone with her. Then,

Sophie tilted her head curiously at the man. “Are you sure, Mr. Tristan?” she asked. She was worried

he would lose control if she gave him a private dance. “I am. However, what do you say we save that

for our wedding night?” Tristan did not have much faith in his self-control either. Sophie had

nothing to say in response to his suggestion. The following day, it was still early in the morning

when Sophie finished packing her belongings. At the sight of her walking down the stairs with her

suitcase, Josiah immediately jumped to his feet. “Soph, I know how important the physics

competition is, but do you really have to leave so soon?” he asked. Josiah could not bear the

thought of being apart from Sophie for half a month. “Maybe I should go with you. That way, I can

continue to take care of you.” Convinced that Sophie had been through enough hardship in the

past, he wanted nothing more than to treat her like a princess. “Grandpa, you don't have to worry

about me. I'm just going to a summer camp!” Sophie replied. She had always been patient with her

grandfather. “Fine! You have to remember to call me as soon as you get there, okay? Also, do your

best. I heard it's a nationwide competition, but I believe you can do it." Josiah had every faith in

Sophie.

The old man knew about the physics competition she would be participating in and was aware that

the top three participants would be eligible for the international middle school physics competition

held in Anglandur next month. Caleb's attitude toward Sophie had changed a lot by then. “Do your

best to take advantage of the opportunity, Sophie. If you do well in this competition, you'll be able

to join the International Academy of Physics,” Caleb advised, mentioning the academy many dreamt

of being a part of. “Okay.” However, Sophie was not very interested in that because she simply

wanted to prove herself to Whitlea. “Caleb, she’s merely there to make up the numbers, yet you

think she’s capable of bringing a trophy home?” mocked Willow as she looked at Sophie coldly.

Alas, the latter chose to ignore her, only sneering. Clenching her fists, Willow was determined to

make use of her forte—painting. I have to stay calm. If I can join the Painting Association, I'll still

have a chance to join the actual upper-class society.