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CHAPTER ONE

Chapter 1 Do Not Move

It was annoyingly hot in Horington by the time June arrived.

It was annoyingly hot in Horington by the time June arrived. After the self-study session ended at night, Sophie Tanner waited till the other students filed out before she got on her bicycle. She took the road to a quiet alley to head home. It might be deserted, but she could shorten her journey by over ten minutes. Before she could cycle out of the alley, she caught a whiff of blood with her keen nose. Sophie was pretty familiar with the scent of blood. Other girls would've fled the scene if they were in her shoes. However, Sophie was no ordinary young woman. She continued riding on her bicycle as though nothing had happened. Indeed, five minutes later, she saw a fight happening in this desolate alley. One of Sophie's feet was on the ground, and the other was on the pedal. She stuck one hand into her pocket and held her bicycle with the other as she whistled loudly to catch the others' attention. There were over a dozen tall men beating a man up. As there were no lights in the alley, she peered at the man who was surrounded by the rest under the moonlight. Looks like he's the one who got hurt. Hearing Sophie's whistle, everyone present turned to look at her. “Scram!” As she was tall, skinny, and clad in her school uniform, the leader of the attackers barked at her furiously. Sophie's brow knitted together impatiently. “You're blocking my way.” “You have a death wish!” the leader snarled testily. They had gone to great lengths before getting the opportunity to take action against Tristan Lombard. Anyone who stopped them from doing that would have to die. It only took one look from him to get two men to march toward Sophie. Glancing at her watch, Sophie realized it was already half past ten at night. Before they could lay a hand on her, Sophie placed her other foot on the pedal and cycled toward the men in black swiftly. In the blink of an eye, she managed to hit one man with her bicycle, who stumbled to the ground in a miserable heap. Placing both palms on her seat, Sophie whipped around and kicked another man forcefully. The leader belatedly realized he had overestimated Sophie's capability. At once, he ordered, “Kill them both.” They didn't have much time left. If Tristan's men arrived, they wouldn't be able to take him out any longer. Tristan was barely alive when he heard the leader's order. He immediately pulled himself together. I can't die here. Sophie initially planned to leave after teaching the men a lesson. She happened to walk past Tristan and caught a glimpse of him. Suddenly, her bicycle halted to a stop even though she had successfully escaped from the men. “D*mn it.” Sophie changed her mind. I'm going to do a kind act today. Just for today. The next moment, she turned her bicycle around and pedaled toward the men. As Sophie didn't have any weapons, she grabbed two knives from the men. Using her bicycle as leverage, she started attacking the men. The men's expressions grew grim when they realized how vicious and swift Sophie could be. “Kill them!” the leader commanded. Sophie darted to Tristan deftly. “You're still alive?” “I'm not going to die.” They didn't have a chance to continue their conversation, for the men began charging toward them. Sophie was capable enough to defeat them all easily. Her actions were cool yet sassy. After all the men had been beaten to a pulp, Sophie kicked the person who was blocking her path away. “Goodbye. You're welcome.” She didn't want to continue poking her nose into his business. She got onto her bicycle nimbly. It was almost eleven, so she needed to get home as soon as possible. Alas, her bicycle remained rooted to the spot even after she started pedaling. She turned at her shoulder and realized Tristan had grabbed the rear seat of her bicycle. Her eyes were flashing with fury, for it was late at night. “What else do you want?” “Thank you.” With that said, he fainted and lost consciousness. “What the f*ck?” Sophie cursed under her breath as she glared at the man on the ground. Despite losing consciousness, he still looked as dignified as ever. In the end, she helped him up and used up all her might to place him on the rear seat of her bicycle. After doing that, she gritted her teeth and rode out of the alley. As Tristan was shot, Sophie dared not bring him to the hospital. A gunshot wound was too sensitive. She was pretty satisfied with her current life and didn't want to return to her past life. If his gunshot wound wasn't dealt with, he would meet his doom before the sun rose tomorrow morning. Sophie brought him to a medical laboratory at Horington University. She walked in freely as though she owned the place. After switching on the lights, she placed Tristan on the dissection table that the medical students used for their experiments. Opening one of the cabinets, she pulled out a surgical gown and put it on. There were no anesthetics around. He had fainted, so she assumed he could bear the pain. After putting on the surgical gloves, Sophie grabbed a pair of scissors and cut Tristan's bloodied shirt into half. The bullet was pretty near to his heart, so if she didn't pay enough attention, his heart might suffer from a rupture. She disinfected the scalpel and began to remove the bullet. Tristan prided himself as a tough man, but the pain jolted him awake when the scalpel sank into his chest. He glared at the young lady beside him who was holding the scalpel. “Who are you? Do you have a death wish?” Sophie had no idea Tristan would regain consciousness at this moment. It was understandable, though. There was an incision on his chest, so he was no less than a dead body if he were to remain motionless. “If you want to survive, don't move,” she snapped impatiently. Not wanting to waste more time, Sophie continued the surgery without hesitation. “Mm!” Tristan moaned in anguish as she cut into his skin. However, that was the only moan he made throughout the entire surgery. Tristan waited until the surgery ended before he allowed himself to faint. “He has a strong willpower, huh?” Sophie remarked. After all, Tristan had remained awake the entire surgery and watched as she operated on him without taking any anesthetics. Hence, he deserved the praise. Pulling his phone out, she typed out a text and sent it to a random name that was to her liking. Sophie cleared the laboratory and left with her backpack. She didn't even bother sparing the man another look. After receiving Tristan's text, Felix Northley rushed all the way to the medical laboratory at Horington University. He was stunned to see Tristan lying on the dissection table. I wonder who had the guts to do this? Doesn't he or she know who Tristan Lombard is? He's one of the Lombards from Jipsdale! Tristan woke up and saw Felix standing before him. “Mr. Tristan, who did this to you?” he asked curiously. The person must have a death wish! No one dares to do this to Mr. Tristan in Jipsdale. Tristan shot the talkative Felix a look. “Mr. Tristan, who brought you here?” Felix was sweating profusely after he learned of Tristan's disappearance. If he meets his doom, many people in Jipsdale will have to die alongside him! I wonder who is the person who did this to him. Felix's curiosity was piqued. “The enemy hired mercenaries to take my life. Find out who saved me tonight.”

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CHAPTER TWO

Chapter 2 Men Are All Shallow

“No problem!” Felix arranged for Tristan to be sent to Horington General Hospital without hesitation. The bullet might've been removed, but it was necessary for Tristan to undergo a checkup at the hospital. The doctor at Horington General Hospital gaped in disbelief after he saw Tristan's wound. This doctor was the top surgeon at Horington General Hospital. If he was tasked to operate on patients like Tristan, he would have to carry out the surgery carefully. After all, the bullet was too close to Tristan's heart. The patient's heart would rupture if the surgeon wasn't careful enough. However, the person who saved Tristan managed to operate on him and remove the bullet successfully. Tristan's heart remained healthy. Only a selected few in Chanaea could complete this feat. “What's wrong? Is there something wrong with his wound?” Felix panicked as the doctor stayed silent for way too long. “Mr. Tristan, may I know who removed the bullet for you?” the doctor asked earnestly. He was a famous surgeon in Horington, but this person was clearly more skillful than him. “I don't know.” Tristan wanted nothing more than to know who was the person who saved him. “The surgery was successful. You'll only have to recuperate for a few months.” The doctor was sorely disappointed to learn that Tristan didn't know the person's identity. He was the top surgeon in all of Horington and only became the director of his department after working for over thirty years. Thus, he didn't expect to run into someone who was better than him. After the doctor left, Tristan shot Felix a look. The latter immediately left to investigate the matter. The next morning, Felix arrived at Tristan's ward to see the latter walking around. “Mr. Tristan, do you have a death wish?” He couldn't believe that Tristan was paying no heed to his health. If the person back in Jipsdale finds out about this, he'll rush here at once. Is he trying to get me in trouble? “Stop talking nonsense,” Tristan snapped. “I found out who saved you. Here you go.” Felix handed a file to Tristan. Tristan opened the file and pulled out the documents. His brows snapped together as he read the information inside. “An eighteen-year-old student in her senior year?” How could a student in her senior year remove the bullet in my chest? ”Felix, how dare you pull such a stunt?” Felix hurriedly waved his hands. “I knew you wouldn't believe it. I was shocked when I read the file, too. But I've confirmed it myself. It's her.” Felix showed him a photo. Tristan took the photo from him. The young woman depicted in the photo had an unforgettable face. She was young, lively, and gorgeous. Her eyes were especially attractive. “An eighteen-year-old student who is capable of defeating mercenaries and performing surgeries? Interesting.” “Mr. Tristan, are we returning to Jipsdale?” Tristan landed in trouble the moment he arrived at Horington. Obviously, someone was intimidated by their presence here. “We haven't solved anything yet. Why would we return? Are you scared? If you are, you're welcome to leave without me.” Felix's lips twitched helplessly. “Don't tell him about this.” The “him” Tristan was referring to was his father, William Lombard. “What if Old Mr. Lombard asks about you? Do I have to keep it a secret?” “Don't tell him anything.” Tristan was certain he could handle the matter himself. “Let's go find her.” When Felix found Sophie, the latter was surrounded by a few thugs. “You're Sophie Tanner, right?” Sophie was wearing Horington High School's uniform. Her sleeves were rolled up to expose her fair wrist. Ignoring them, she strode forward. “F*ck it, Boss. She just ignored you!” a lackey yelled. Everyone in Horington High School dared not go against their leader. The leader of the thugs, Jack Keyes, bristled and rushed toward Sophie. “I was talking to you. Are you f*cking deaf?” Jack demanded as he reached out to grab Sophie's hand. Sophie halted in her tracks and spat out the gum she had been chewing a while earlier. “Scram,” came her icy reply. “Ha! You're quite hot-tempered, huh? You've offended someone whom you shouldn't have offended!” Jack declared. Having said that, he reached out to attack Sophie. Before he could lay a hand on Sophie, she threw him over her shoulders. Jack fell to the ground with a thump, and he could no longer move. “Do you know who I am? My dad is—” His yell was cut short by Sophie, who stepped on his cheek forcefully. “Shut up!” she snapped irritably. The other thugs trembled in fear, for they had no idea Sophie was this good at fighting. “Call my dad!” Jack screamed. “I want Sophie Tanner to leave Horington!” Everyone was pointing fingers at Sophie after seeing what she did to Jack. There was a rumor saying that Sophie used to be a delinquent. She had an abortion in middle school after getting pregnant with a thug's child. Finding her embarrassing, her family ended up abandoning her in Horington. Thus, she had no choice but to fend for herself. Sophie ignored their horrible insults and strode away. A while later, a black car rolled to a stop beside her. The door was pushed open to reveal a tall and handsome man. Coming to her, the man greeted, “Hello, Ms. Tanner. I am Felix Northley. My employer, Mr. Tristan, would like to talk to you.” Sophie fished out a piece of gum from her pocket and started chewing on it. Felix opened the door to the backseat, so Sophie hopped into the car. The man inside was the very one she saved last night. “You bled a lot but still survived. You're quite lucky, huh?” Sophie remarked nonchalantly. Her face was devoid of emotions. She sounds really aggressive. The corner of Felix's lips twitched after hearing her words. Back in Jipsdale, only a handful dare to talk to Mr. Tristan this way. “I am Tristan Lombard. Thank you for saving my life last night.” Tristan gave her his name card. Without looking at it, Sophie stuffed it into her backpack. “Have you studied medicine before?” Felix blurted out. He couldn't tamp his curiosity, for Sophie was just eighteen years old. She was capable of removing a bullet from a gunshot wound and was thus no ordinary being. Sophie shook her head. “Nope. My neighbor is a vet, so I helped him a couple of times previously,” came her answer. Hearing that, Felix turned to look at Tristan. Hear that? You're nothing but an animal to her. “Do vets know how to remove bullets?” “Nope. He was almost dead, so there was no harm trying,” Sophie explained. She then told the driver, “Drop me off at the end of this street.” The driver glanced at Tristan, who gave him a nod. As requested, the driver stopped at the end of the street, and Sophie got out of the car. “Ms. Tanner, don't you need our help?” After all, she seemed to have offended someone influential. “No need.” Sophie gave a dismissive wave. She was confident that she could handle the matter herself. Before Tristan's car could leave, she hailed a taxi and left. “Wow, that was sassy of her.” Felix had never seen any woman as cool and pretty as Sophie. “Mr. Tristan, do you think she can be trusted?” he asked. “What do you think?” Tristan didn't even bother sparing him a look. “Interesting.” Felix was befuddled. Did Mr. Tristan just comment that she's interesting? “Mr. Tristan, have you taken a liking to her? Yes, I'll admit that she's pretty. In fact, she's prettier than those well-known beauties in Jipsdale. But she's too young!” he exclaimed. Tristan shot him a look. “How shallow of you.” Felix fell silent. Yes, I'm shallow. Men are all shallow beings!