Chapter 177
Changing only for her (Sophie and Tristan)
Chapter 177 Let Us Go At It Again
Whitlea took out a cigarette from the cigarette box. At once, Franky snagged a lighter and lit the
cigarette for her.
âSince Sophie is so stubborn, bring a few men over to put the fear of God into her.â Whitleaâs father
was part of the underworld, so she emanated an ominous aura as well.
âSure! Donât worry, Mdm. Dixon. Iâll definitely teach her a lesson so that sheâll never dare to appear
before Mr. Dixon again!â
Franky immediately seized that opportunity. As long as I yank Andy down, the position of principal for
Jipsdale Premier High will be mine!
For him to become the principal of Jipsdale Premier High, he would undoubtedly require Whitleaâs help.
As such, he had been monitoring Baileyâs every move at school, just to get close to the woman.
âGo!â Whitleaâs expectations toward Bailey had always been sky-high, and he had really disappointed
her recently.
After the self-study session at night, Sophie and Ysabelle exited the classroom together. Ysabelle had
been downcast these days, for her father had been restricting her too much.
âSoph, how I wish I could go to a place where no one could find me! Then, Iâll be able to do whatever I
like.â
I just want to sing. Itâs not like I want to do something bad. Why is Dad so adamantly opposed to it?
âIf you really want to be a singer, Ysabelle, stick to your guns. Your dream will only come true if you
persist.â
Ysabelle stared at her.
âI truly envy you, Soph. Iâm jealous that you can do whatever you please.â Perhaps it was because she
had glimpsed such insouciance in Sophieâs eyes back then that she had done everything possible to
befriend her.
âYsabelle, you can become the best singer in the world. Oh yes, The Wheelers is having a concert
tomorrow. Iâll bring you there!â
The Wheelers was all the rage presently, so every single concert by the band was incendiary.
As long as it was for a concert by The Wheelers, it was difficult to even obtain a ticket.
âHow I wish! I tried to get a ticket last night, but I failed to buy any.â
Ysabelle was entirely crestfallen. The Wheelers is really too popular. The main vocalist, Mark, is even
renowned across Chanaea. Heâs the dream man of many girls!
âIâve got tickets.â Mark had someone send tickets to Sophie a week ago, but she hadnât planned on
going back then.
Since Ysabelle had been depressed recently, she decided to accompany her to the concert.
âReally?â Ysabelle seemed to have come to life the instant she heard that Sophie had tickets. After all,
she idolized The Wheelers.
âYup!â
Sure enough, sheâs young and guileless that sheâs so easily appeased!
By the time they reached the school gates, the car belonging to the Lombard family was already idling
there. Seeing that the driver was already waiting for her, Ysabelle couldnât help heaving a sigh.
However, her good mood rebounded at the thought that she would be attending The Wheelersâ concert
tomorrow night.
âSoph, have my uncle pick me up tomorrow night, okay? Otherwise, itâs very likely that I wonât be able
to get out of the house.â She hankered for a revolution, but it was beyond her capabilities.
At that, Sophie chuckled.
âOkay! Donât worry. Iâll have your uncle pick you up.â
But⦠will Tristan be willing to attend such a concert with us?
âAll right. Iâm going home, then! Go back and rest earlier as well!â
After getting into the car, Ysabelle even stuck her hand out and waved at Sophie.
Subsequently, Sophie headed back to Wisteria Apartments. No sooner had she taken a few steps than
she noticed someone tailing her. Verily, she was sick of such tricks.
Canât they be more innovative? They only tail me every single time, yet they canât do anything to me.
She stopped short and leaned back against the wall, waiting for those people following her to make an
appearance.
Sure enough, the few men tailing her rushed out upon seeing that she wasnât moving anymore. It was a
few burly men with petrifying tattoos on their arms.
Taking out a strip of chewing gum, Sophie ripped the wrapper off and popped it into her mouth. Itâs
been a long time since Iâve last gotten some exercise. They came at just the perfect time!
âDo you know who we are, girly?â
Sophie hadnât even an iota of interest in engaging in such dumb conversation, for it wasnât the least bit
significant.
âIs something the matter?â Sophie asked bluntly. âIf you want to fight, just come at me together.â
Donât they find it boring to play a such silly game when theyâre all strong and strapping men?
âHow dare you?â
Huh? This script is wholly different from what we imagined.
Before Sophie had the chance to make her move, Bailey appeared beside her and shielded her behind
him.
âWho ordered the lot of you to come here? Iâve said that no one is allowed to hurt her.â Bailey had
known that his mother would never let Sophie off the hook.
He had followed her as well when he saw her leaving with Ysabelle after the self-study session at night.
Never had he expected to witness such a scene for real.
âMr. Dixonâ¦â
At the sight of him, the few burly men grew somewhat flustered. They all knew his temperament, but it
was Whitleaâs orders. For that reason, they couldnât do anything about it either.
âMr. Dixon, Ms. Whitlea is only doing this for your own good. Please donât make things difficult for us
and go home quickly instead! We promise we arenât going to hurt her. We merely want to scare her for
a bit.â
Scare her?
âWell, the lot of you indeed look rather scary.â If a kid were to behold their countenances, he would
probably burst into tears in fright.
âHow dare you?â Argh! Why are her remarks all so irritating? No matter what, we all have normal facial
features. How could she make personal attacks on us? This is too much! Sheâs really going too far!
âLook, Mr. Dixon! We arenât the ones who want to pick on her. Itâs the other way round!â
How can there be such a girl? We all look like tough nuts at a single glance, okay? Yet, she dared
claim that we are lacking in the looks department!
Ignoring them, Bailey urged Sophie, âGo home first, Sophie!â
Itâs very late, so she should go home and rest.
Sophie cast a glance at the few men, but she wasnât certain whether he could handle them.
âYou donât have to bother about me, Bailey.â Really, thereâs no need for him to strain his relationship
with Whitlea because of me. Ultimately, sheâs still his mother.
Bailey shook his head.
âIâm to be blamed for this incident. How can I sit idly by and do nothing? No matter what, I must
interfere in this!â
âMr. Dixon, youâll definitely be hauled over the coals when you go home if you do so.â Is he still not
familiar with Ms. Whitleaâs temperament? Heâll only suffer if he continues to persist.
âIn that case, pardon me for my actions!â Sophie pulled the hood of her sweater over her head before
she pushed Bailey away. If I beat them all up, Whitlea wonât blame him anymore, will she?
âSophie!â Panic swamped Bailey. Crap! She has no idea about their line of work in the past! Theyâre all
brutal and vicious!
To his surprise, Sophie wasnât the least bit inferior to them.
They were ruthless when they attacked her, but she was even more merciless.
They were terrifying, but she was even more horrifying than them.
Sophie stacked them all together. Then she casually dusted her hands.
âItâs been a long time since Iâve last had such a workout. Get up. Letâs go at it again!â