The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Sophia was surprised, for nothing happened between John and the woman that day. Furthermore, there were multiple CCTVs there since it was a banquet, so once someone checks the CCTV footage, everything will come to light. It’s indeed pandemonium with the public opinion now with this exposé, but the backlash when she’s proven a liar later will be exceedingly severe.

Instead of calling Zack back, she called John outright. John promptly answered the call, sounding rather placid. “Is the scandal on the Internet impacting you much?” Sophia asked.

John even chuckled as he replied, “Impact is inevitable since others have no idea what transpired.” Perhaps everyone is more willing to believe such a scandalous thing.

Sophia’s brows furrowed. “There’s CCTV footage, no?”

Heaving a sigh, John remarked, “They’ve probably destroyed the CCTV footage.” That President McCaw is no fool, so he won’t possibly stand out and accuse me boldly otherwise.

Sophia, however, found it rather hilarious. “All the CCTV footage is gone?” After all, while I’ve been avoiding the crowd when I was there that day, I did make an appearance at various events, so the CCTVs must have captured me.

“Since they dared to have the media publish this, they must have made the necessary preparations. Thus, there’ll likely be no clues from the CCTV footage,” John answered.

Sophia pursed her lips. At this precise moment, the arrival of the singer’s flight was announced, so she walked toward the gate.

On the other end, John startled. “You’re at the airport?”

Sophia hummed in assent. “The singer has arrived, so I came to pick him up.”

while before he said, “You go ahead, then. I can handle things here

jumped up and down as she waved at him. The singer was empty-handed, merely shouldering a guitar. When he reached her, Sophia looked him up and down with a

was startled for a moment before he explained, “I have a friend here,

have traveled the world must have friends everywhere. My bad.” The singer merely chuckled and left the arrival hall

cars, she knew that the car had to be quite costly just from the looks of it. Her eyes bugged

went to the singer. “Young Master Ian, Old Mr. Morgan asked me to come and pick you

at him, her tone questioning as she asked, “What’s happening here? Are you a prince who dressed as a commoner to mingle among the people?” The singer said nothing,

on his face either. “Young Master Ian, please don’t make things difficult for me. Old Mr. Morgan has said that he’ll dismiss me if I fail to

loss as to her next course of action. I seem to be superfluous, standing here in such a situation. Feeling a touch discomfited, she moved a step

finished speaking, the singer took a step to the side as well and pulled her into his embrace. Stiffening, Sophia exclaimed in bafflement. With his arm around

door of the car behind the private car swung open, and a woman who was past her prime stepped out of the car. She had on a pair of sunglasses

in a whisper, “W-Who is this?” The singer didn’t answer her, and the woman didn’t say anything further, merely staring at the former. The singer pursed his lips, not making a move this

singer swung a hand and stopped him from touching the guitar. Inhaling deeply, he then steered Sophia to the side of the car at

mean that he wants us to get into the car? Sophia didn’t hesitate much since there wasn’t any chance of getting out of

and started the car, she turned to look at

singer turned and gazed at her. “I’m

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