The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

After eating, Sophia and Ian went for a drive until it was time for lunch break at noon. Sophia then asked Ian to drive her to the city center. When the car came to a stop, she unfastened her seat belt. “Your house isn’t far from here, so you should go home and rest. You must be tired now since you took an early morning flight. Let’s go out again when you’re free,” she suggested in an animated voice.

Meanwhile, Ian had reverted to his usual calm expression. After staring at her for a while, he nodded. “Sure.” Swinging open the car door, Sophia alighted and waved at him through the window. Ian then drove away.

Turning around, Sophia gazed at the office building a near distance away and sighed. That was Constance Company. She actually wanted to ask Ian to drop her off in front of Constance Company earlier, but the media surrounded the entrance. Thus, she couldn’t do so.

It wasn’t that she was afraid of being photographed, but the thing was that Ian was there. If she were photographed sitting in another man’s car with just the two of them, there would probably be another intriguing rumor on top of John’s scandal.

She then sauntered toward Constance Company leisurely. Just when she’d gotten close, someone recognized her and shouted, “That’s Sophia Gwendolyn, the Young Mistress of the Constance Family!” Upon hearing that, Sophia stopped short and stared at the reporters who’d appeared out of nowhere, running toward her in a mad dash. She quickly put a smile on her face and stood there waiting without hurrying away.

There were too many people swarming Sophia, making her slightly unsteady on her feet. “Hear, hear, calm down. Please take your time, and if there’s anything you’d like to ask, please do so one by one. Don’t rush, okay? Safety is a priority,” she promptly exclaimed.

Her calm and unruffled deportment had the paparazzi settling as well. After all, they were only frenzied because they were afraid that Sophia would run off. Since she was now looking all willing to accept their interviews, they were no longer frantic. Someone then thrust a microphone into her face. “Mrs. Constance, is the exposé on the Internet true? Did Mr. Constance truly betray you?”

The corners of Sophia’s mouth lifted. “It’s true that he went on a business trip and had some wine during the party. However, only these two things are true.”

Cox mentioned in the exposé? We’ve

“I know her, and we’ve even eaten at the same

the question. “You’ve seen that employee before, Mrs. Constance? When was

we met Miss Cox the very night we arrived at Tri Asel. If you’d all done your homework,

from the very beginning itself, so it’d never crossed their minds that John

“If you have the means, you can even check the flight records. I was on the same flight as my husband, and we had adjacent seats. Say, I was already there, so wouldn’t I have attended Infinity Group’s party?” After saying that, she chortled. “What other questions do you have?

“Are you now here for a public relations stunt on behalf of your husband, Mrs. Constance? Why isn’t Mr. Constance

if your memory works, please think back to the past. When has my husband ever come forward to explain things no matter what

were conspiracy theorists who claimed severe internal strife within Constance Company after Old Mr. Constance’s departure and even declared that John was the biggest beneficiary in the event of his death, controlling half the Constance Family with William, and so on. At that time, he acted as though he heard none of these rumors and ignored everything. All these years, this had been his style—never explaining

so just go and check whether my words are true.

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