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&quot;I&#039;ve told you to shut your trap, Queenie. Remember this, I&#039;m not the same Sophie from five years ago. I won&#039;t let just anyone walk all over me. And, whatever you all did five years ago, you should still remember! I will return everything I&#039;ve been through to you bit by bit, slowly but surely.&quot;<br /> &quot;Save ... me. Five ... million...&quot;<br /> He forcefully propped himself up and weakly called out to her for help.<br /> Sophie paid him no mind but continued on her way. The man behind her added, &quot;Once you leave ... this street, you ... will be ... targeted.&quot;<br /> As a doctor, he was gratified that someone saved a patient who had lost too much blood with professional skills timely and reiterated, &quot;You really should thank the person.&quot;<br /> &quot;I found her. Here you go.&quot;<br /> &quot;A student in her senior year?&quot; A senior could actually treat wounds with such professional skills? &quot;<br /> &quot;A twenty-year-old girl actually dared to tend to your wounds when you were covered in blood, and her skills earned a doctor&#039;s admiration. How intriguing!&quot;<br /> In the eyes of her teachers and classmates, Sophie Tanner was a rebellious girl with no particular skills or knowledge.<br /> Not only did she perform poorly in her studies, but she also often caused trouble, to the point where rumors about her chaotic personal life spread like wildfire.<br /> However, despite her countless negative labels, she was regarded as a treasure by the most esteemed heir of the Lombard family in Jipsdale, Tistan Lombard.<br /> &quot;Of course. From the moment I first laid eyes on her, I swore to myself that I&#039;d marry her!&quot;<br /> ————————<br /> Her brows furrowed, a vague sense of foreboding welling up within her. She was tempted to change the course of her bicycle, but taking a different route would add an extra twenty minutes to her journey.<br /> Sophie grew somewhat impatient deep down, for she certainly didn&#039;t want to encounter any gory scenes on her way home.<br /> In the end, she chose to stick to her course since she knew her time was precious and didn&#039;t want to waste twenty minutes.<br /> Sure enough, five minutes later, she saw a man covered in blood lying in a corner of the alley where few people ventured.<br /> Sophie continued pedaling her bicycle forward instead of being kind-hearted and checking on the bloodied man. After all, she had no idea if the man was a villain.<br /> The man lying on the ground seemingly heard Sophie&#039;s bicycle cycling past. He forcefully propped himself up and weakly called out to her for help. &quot;Save ... me. Five ... million...&quot;<br /> Sophie paid him no mind but continued on her way. The man behind her added, &quot;Once you leave ... this street, you ... will be ... targeted.&quot;<br /> After saying that, the man suddenly coughed violently, blood trickling out the corner of his mouth.<br /> His words successfully rooted Sophie in place. At present, she was doing quite well on her own and didn&#039;t want to encounter any more trouble.<br /> Sophie parked her bicycle by the roadside, turned back, and walked toward the man. The man, barely clinging to life, was in no condition to cause her any trouble.<br /> She crouched down and looked at the man covered in blood. &quot;Is that so? Thanks for the heads-up.&quot;<br /> Sophie merely wanted to thank him, planning to take a different route home later. She had no intention of further involving herself in matters that didn&#039;t concern her.<br /> After she had finished speaking, she stood up to leave. However, before she could even take a step, she was held immobile by the man&#039;s hand.<br /> Glancing back, she saw that the man had grabbed her foot, obviously refusing to let her leave. &quot;Save me,&quot; he pleaded.<br /> Suddenly, Sophie&#039;s attractive eyes blazed with anger. &quot;I don&#039;t want to invite trouble.&quot;<br /> The man lifted his gaze to look at Sophie, who towered over him on her feet. Although he was completely drained of energy, his hand still clamped on her ankle tightly.<br /> He knew that the girl standing before him was his hope. His men hadn&#039;t come to rescue him yet, so he had to leave that place and get to a safe location.<br /> Sophie cast a glance at the man lying on the ground. Had it been anyone else, she would never have bothered to play savior. However, despite the blood all over the man before her, his looks surprisingly aligned with her aesthetics.<br /> Upon noticing the slight flicker in her eyes, Tristan Lombard knew he had been saved. Following that realization, he relaxed his grip and promptly passed out.<br /> Looking at the distinguished man who had already collapsed to the ground, Sophie couldn&#039;t help cursing, &quot;D*mn it! How am I supposed to move you?&quot;<br /> In the end, she heaved the man up to his feet. It took a Herculean effort to hoist him onto the back seat of her bicycle. Then, with great difficulty, she took him away via an ever more isolated route.<br /> After much deliberation, Sophie decided to bring him back to her place. With practiced ease, she retrieved the first-aid kit on the shelf.<br /> She hoisted the man onto the couch in her house. Luckily, it was black, so it wouldn&#039;t be noticeable even if it got stained by blood.<br /> Sophie opened the first-aid kit, taking out the iodine and hemostatic bandages.<br /> At that moment, she couldn&#039;t get her hands on anesthesia. Anyway, he has already passed out and should be able to endure any further pain. Donning medical gloves, Sophie cut away his blood-stained shirt with scissors.<br /> The wound was perilously close to his heart, and a slight misstep could lead to severe internal bleeding.<br /> It was also incredibly deep, with the flesh visibly gaping.<br /> Despite being a staunch man, even Tristan jolted awake from the pain the moment his wound was touched.<br /> He glared at Sophie at the side.<br /> &quot;What are you doing?&quot;<br /> Sophie hadn&#039;t expected Tristan to wake up at that moment. However, considering the amount of blood he had lost, he would have been as good as dead if he still couldn&#039;t regain consciousness.<br /> &quot;If you don&#039;t want to die, don&#039;t move.&quot;<br /> Sophie couldn&#039;t be bothered to engage in conversation with him, not in the mood to waste her breath with him. She planned to continue tending to his wound.<br /> &quot;Ahh...&quot; The contact with his wound elicited a pained grunt from Tristan. However, that was the only sound he made. Throughout the rest of the process, he didn&#039;t utter a single sound of discomfort.<br /> He managed to stay conscious until Sophie had finished treating his wounds before passing out.<br /> &quot;That&#039;s commendable willpower.&quot; If it were anyone else, they would have been screaming in pain long ago, with so many injuries on their body. She took the man&#039;s phone out of his pocket, composed a text message, and sent it to a contact whose name caught her eye.<br /> She left him at an intersection, kindly tossing him a piece of shirt. Then, she walked away without giving him another glance.<br /> Upon receiving the text message from Tristan, Felix Northley immediately rushed to the location Sophie sent.<br /> At the sight of Tristan on the ground, he was stunned.<br /> Who&#039;s the person who is sick of living? Do they not know who the man on the ground is? It&#039;s Tristan Lombard, the most esteemed son of the Lombard family in Jipsdale! By then, Tristan had already awakened and saw Felix approaching.<br /> &quot;Who&#039;s sick of living, Mr. Tristan?&quot; Who could be so audacious? In Jipsdale, no one dares to offend him! Tristan cast a glance at the incessantly chattering Felix.<br /> &quot;Mr. Tristan, who did this to you?&quot; From the moment Felix learned of Tristan&#039;s disappearance, he had been genuinely scared to the point of breaking out in a cold sweat.<br /> If Tristan died, countless people in Jipsdale would have to join him in death.<br /> With the man in such a state at that moment, he was downright curious about just who the culprit was.<br /> &quot;The culprit employed mercenaries this time, eager to take my life. Find out who saved me today.&quot;<br /> As a doctor, he was gratified that someone saved a patient who had lost too much blood with professional skills timely and reiterated, &quot;You really should thank the person.&quot;<br /> &quot;Regrettably, I have no idea who it was.&quot; Tristan also wished to know who exactly had saved him. All he knew was that it was a girl.<br /> &quot;I found her. Here you go.&quot;<br /> Felix handed a stack of documents to him.<br /> Upon opening the file and pulling out the documents within, Tristan couldn&#039;t help but frown.<br /> &quot;A student in her senior year?&quot; A senior could actually treat wounds with such professional skills? &quot;Felix, have you been slacking off at work lately? How dare you try to fool me with this kind of information?&quot;<br /> Immediately, Felix waved his hands in denial.<br /> &quot;I know it&#039;s hard for you to believe it. I was taken aback when I first saw the information. But I&#039;ve double-checked, and it&#039;s indeed her. Moreover, she&#039;s already twenty years old.&quot;<br /> He then held a photo out at Tristan.<br /> Tristan took the photo, his eyes landing on the face on it. It was a face one could never forget—youthful, vibrant, and breathtakingly beautiful. Her eyes, in particular, were captivating.<br /> &quot;A twenty-year-old girl actually dared to tend to your wounds when you were covered in blood, and her skills earned a doctor&#039;s admiration. How intriguing!&quot;<br /> &quot;Don&#039;t tell my grandfather about me being injured.&quot;<br /> &quot;What if Old Mr. Lombard asks about it? Am I still to keep mum?&quot;<br /> &quot;Don&#039;t say anything.&quot; If I can&#039;t handle even such a trivial issue, would I still deserve my reputation? &quot;Let&#039;s go and meet this young lady.&quot;<br /> Sophie paid no mind to the vile condemnation behind her but continued forward.<br /> Unexpectedly, after she had walked a distance away, a black car pulled up beside her. Subsequently, the door swung open.<br /> A tall and handsome man walked up her.<br /> &quot;Nice to meet you, Ms. Tanner! I am Felix Northley. My employer, Mr. Tristan, wishes to have a word with you.&quot;<br /> Sophie took a piece of chewing gum out of her pocket and tossed it into her mouth.<br /> Felix had already opened the back car door, and Sophie got in.<br /> Upon seeing the man seated inside, she realized he was the person she saved last night.<br /> &quot;You&#039;re quite lucky you&#039;re still alive despite having lost so much blood.&quot; The expression on Sophie&#039;s beautiful face remained unchanged, and she was as nonchalant as ever. Her captivating eyes were devoid of emotions.<br /> Her words were quite blunt. Felix, in the passenger seat, widened his eyes in surprise.<br /> Even in Jipsdale, few people dare to speak to him in such a manner! &quot;I&#039;m Tristan Lombard. Thank you for saving me yesterday.&quot;<br /> Tristan handed her a business card.<br /> Without even bothering to glance at it, Sophie stuffed it right into her bag.<br /> &quot;Do you study medicine?&quot; Felix voiced the question in his mind. No only is she only twenty years old, but she&#039;s even attending a rather subpar high school. Could she really have the expertise to treat his wounds? In response, Sophie shook her head.<br /> &quot;No. My neighbor is a veterinarian. I&#039;ve helped him out a few times.&quot;<br /> Hearing that, Felix couldn&#039;t help but look at Tristan.<br /> Whoa! The high and mighty Mr. Tristan was treated by this girl as if he were a kitten or puppy. &quot;A veterinarian can also treat human wounds?&quot;<br /> &quot;Yeah ... all wounds are almost the same.&quot;<br /> After saying that, Sophie instructed the driver, &quot;Drop me off at the next intersection.&quot;<br /> At her words, the driver couldn&#039;t help but glance back at Tristan. The latter gave a slight nod.<br /> Upon reaching the intersection, the driver pulled over, and Sophie got out of the car.<br /> &quot;Ms. Tanner, are you sure you don&#039;t need our help?&quot; She seems to have just crossed someone she shouldn&#039;t have earlier.<br /> &quot;No, thanks.&quot;<br /> Sophie gave a dismissive wave of her hand, for she could resolve the issue herself.<br /> Before Tristan&#039;s car had even driven off, Sophie hailed a taxi and left.<br /> &quot;How cool.&quot; Felix had never seen such a cool girl, much less one so beautiful. &quot;Mr. Tristan, do you think her words are trustable?&quot;<br /> &quot;What do you think?&quot; Tristan didn&#039;t even bother to look at him. &quot;Interesting.&quot;<br /> Felix was taken aback. Is he saying that he finds this young lady interesting? &quot;Mr. Tristan, don&#039;t tell me you&#039;ve fallen for her? I admit she&#039;s beautiful, even more so than the beauties in Jipsdale, but ... she&#039;s still a high school student!&quot;<br /> Tristan swept his eyes over the man.<br /> &quot;I&#039;m not old myself, only twenty-two years old.&quot;<br /> &quot;Soph, it&#039;s me, your big brother. I&#039;ve come to take you home,&quot; Caleb said warmly.<br /> Sophie couldn&#039;t help but frown. Big brother? Take me home? Where was he when I was at my most vulnerable? Now I don&#039;t need him anymore.<br /> &quot;Sophie, I truly didn&#039;t expect you&#039;d dare to return.&quot; Willow&#039;s face was filled with anger and resentment.<br /> Sophie reached into her pocket and pulled out a piece of chewing gum. After peeling off the wrapper, she popped it into her mouth.<br /> &quot;Willow, I will drive you out of the Tanner family!&quot;<br /> Sophie had no desire to say more. She turned around, ascended the stairs, and entered the room she once called her own.<br /> Willow collapsed onto the couch, seething with anger. Freak you, Sophie! How dare you utter such words? Early the next morning, Josiah personally escorted Sophie to the prestigious Jipsdale Premier High.<br /> The principal of Jipsdale Premier High, who also served as the Minister of Education in Jipsdale, held two positions and was always busy. He wasn&#039;t someone just anyone could meet.<br /> Josiah was somewhat of a notable figure in Jipsdale. He was waiting in the principal&#039;s office with Sophie.<br /> It wasn&#039;t until after eleven that Andy Langston arrived at his office.<br /> Upon seeing someone waiting for him, he immediately instructed his assistant to open the office door, allowing the two individuals to enter. After understanding the situation regarding Sophie, Andy found himself in a difficult position.<br /> There was no way they would accept a student as underperforming as Sophie at their top-tier high school.<br /> &quot;Mr. Langston, I&#039;ve never asked anyone for a favor before, but this time, I&#039;m begging you to help me out.&quot;<br /> &quot;Old Mr. Tanner, it&#039;s not that I&#039;m unwilling to help you. As you know, Jipsdale Premier High is essentially an elite private institution. Even our least accomplished students manage to get into one of the most prestigious universities. Your granddaughter&#039;s grades, I&#039;m afraid, put me in a difficult position. I suggest you consider a community college instead. I believe it might be a better fit for her.&quot;<br /> Sophie had never wanted to make Josiah beg. She stood up and left.<br /> Josiah knew that the child had a strong sense of pride, so he immediately followed her out.<br /> At that moment, Andy received a call from Felix.<br /> &quot;Old Mr. Tanner, please wait.&quot;<br /> After hanging up the phone, Andy immediately went after them.<br /> &quot;I&#039;ll accept Sophie.&quot; Andy&#039;s attitude had taken a complete turnaround.<br /> Even someone as worldly as Josiah was unclear why Andy had changed his mind.<br /> &quot;Mr. Langston, did I hear you correctly?&quot; Josiah asked for confirmation.<br /> &quot;Old Mr. Tanner, you heard right. I&#039;ll arrange a class for Sophie right now.&quot; Andy immediately called the academic head, instructing her to handle the arrangements for Sophie.<br /> Sophie didn&#039;t refuse, but she also knew that things weren&#039;t as simple as they seemed.<br /> The academic head assigned Sophie to the class with the worst performance. She handed her the school uniform and left her in the care of the homeroom teacher of Senior Class 8.<br /> &quot;Remember, our school requires students to wear uniforms to enter the campus,&quot; the academic head specifically instructed. &quot;Not just anyone can come in.&quot;<br /> &quot;Mr. Hayes, I&#039;m entrusting Sophie to you. Thank you for the trouble.&quot;<br /> &quot;It&#039;s no trouble at all. Please, feel free to head home. I&#039;ll bring Sophie to class in a bit,&quot; said Derrick Hayes, the homeroom teacher, courteously.<br /> Every parent at Jipsdale Premier High was a person of significant standing, and these teachers simply couldn&#039;t afford to offend them.<br /> The third period happened to be Derrick&#039;s class, and he arrived at the classroom of Senior Class 8 with Sophie in tow.<br /> &quot;We have a new student joining our class today. Now, let&#039;s invite our new friend to introduce herself. Please give a warm round of applause to welcome her.&quot;<br /> &quot;Hello everyone, my name is Sophie Tanner.&quot;<br /> Sophie Tanner? Upon hearing this name, the students began whispering among themselves.<br /> &quot;Is she the Sophie Tanner from five years ago? The one who was expelled from school?&quot;<br /> &quot;I think so! I heard she took a break from school, but in reality, she was expelled from our school.&quot;<br /> &quot;Is it true that she went to a small clinic for an abortion?&quot;<br /> &quot;Yeah, back then...&quot;<br /> &quot;All right, everyone, settle down,&quot; said Derrick in a gentle tone. &quot;Sophie, there&#039;s one spot left in the back row. Go ahead and take a seat!&quot;<br /> Sophie made her way to the last row and sat down, completely ignoring the disdainful glares directed at her.<br /> Senior Class 8 was considered an average class at Jipsdale Premier High, and this class was filled with children from the elite strata of society.<br /> Their family was wealthy, and they were all fearless. After the third class ended, Queenie Lane approached Sophie.<br /> &quot;Sophie, it really is you! I never thought you&#039;d have the nerve to return to Jipsdale. If I were you...&quot;<br /> Queenie was Willow&#039;s sidekick, always had been. She was always there to assist Willow in tormenting Sophie.<br /> Sophie was older than her, and she never thought she&#039;d run into her again after taking a two-year break from school.<br /> &quot;Queenie, shut your trap,&quot; Sophie grumbled, having spent the previous night tossing and turning in an unfamiliar bed. Now, all she felt was a throbbing headache.<br /> &quot;Sophie, we&#039;re not in Horington, you know. Who do you think you are in Jipsdale?&quot; Queenie wasn&#039;t afraid of her at all. She grabbed Sophie&#039;s hand, under the impression that she remained the same submissive individual who tolerated others&#039; intimidation.<br /> A pair of attractive eyes narrowed dangerously.<br /> Following that, with a clever maneuver, she swiftly grasped Queenie&#039;s delicate hand, bending it backward.<br /> &quot;Ah!&quot; Queenie cried out in pain.<br /> When others saw the fierce determination in Sophie&#039;s eyes, they didn&#039;t dare to intervene.<br /> &quot;I&#039;ve told you to shut your trap, Queenie. Remember this, I&#039;m not the same Sophie from five years ago. I won&#039;t let just anyone walk all over me. And, whatever you all did five years ago, you should still remember! I will return everything I&#039;ve been through to you bit by bit, slowly but surely.&quot;

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