Anything For Her

Chapter 108 Is Someone On Her Tail

Winter was truly and adamantly indignant about this state of affairs, but there was little she could do about it under the circumstances.

Old Mr. Lombard, though, would never be able to accept Sophie for her background, especially when Sophie herself is consistently dogged by a bad rep.

“Whatever the case, steer clear of Sophie, or even I would not be able to protect you.”

Though the Quigley family was considered among the four major families, there was still a considerable gap in the influence they wielded when compared to the Lombard family.

Under Tristan’s leadership, the Lombard family had already left the other three families lagging far behind, making Tristan someone not to be trifled with in the here and now.

“Okay. Got it. I won’t try to mess with her.” So long as I’m not the one moving against her directly, nobody can hold me responsible if someone else decided to do otherwise, could they?

She was certainly nobody’s fool.

Winter had always thought herself to be exceptional, and not once had she considered herself to be Sophie’s lesser.

Tristan opened the door for Sophie to get inside the car.

“To the Wisteria Apartments?” That’s going to make me late for school, wouldn’t it?

“Yeah!”

They only just got in the car when a call came in from Bailey. Sophie took one glance but still choose to pick up.

“Why aren’t you in school today? Are you not feeling well?” Bailey asked in concern. He had grown accustomed to paying attention to Sophie’s every move without even realizing it himself.

“No. I took the day off because I had some stuff to see to. What’s up?”

“Nothing, really. I just wanted to ask if you’d be coming into the lab after class.” He was missing her a little despite only not seeing her for one afternoon.

“Nah. I don’t think I’ll be headed there today.” Sophie considered that she might not be able to squeeze in the time after her visit to the Wings of Light.

“Do you have anything else for me?”

“No. That’s it.”

phone left Bailey a little

and made his way to the medical laboratory, for it

“Who was that?”

Tristan was able to

“Just a schoolmate.”

around the steering wheel.

physics teacher is sending us for competition together, so we’ve been doing experiments together quite often,” said Sophie in a casual manner as she did not think too much of

not realized how much his words

Sophie’s brows perked up.

that.” Sophie was never one to place too much attention

response from the flabbergasted Tristan, who thought he might be contending with one rival

at Wisteria Apartments, but Tristan did not see her upstairs as he had other matters that

and a pair of light blue jeans before grabbing a ride down to Wings

of Light itself occupied a standalone building consisting of eight floors. Though shabby on the exterior, stepping inside would reveal that there was more to it than

for some time, she was refused entry by the elderly gentleman guarding

you lost your way, lass? Go on and

Wings of Light did not have as many staff on board in its infancy, and it was only after Butterfly took the reins that they started to hire more support personnel. That woman was never one to mistreat herself. The people she often brought on board, though, tend to be much more advanced in age, giving the place an appearance of a shelter for elderly folk from the outside. In spite of that, none of them were

me make a call.”

Butterfly was able to infer that it was

occupied these past few

Took you a really long time to get here, it did,” Butterfly could not help but gripe.

so Butterfly had one specially retrofitted when she first bought the place. She took Sophie up to the eighth floor where the interiors were

check it out and see whether it is to your liking?” Butterfly then

handing the keys to Wings of Light over

a rather indie vibe before she turned

would you mind dropping in

still preferred to answer to the beckoning of

Butterfly was rendered speechless.

swivel chair, Sophie then

afterward, the computer had

operations

Wings of Light is your baby. Don’t you