The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Sophia, however, didn’t notice John’s subtle action, merely staring at him seriously. “I find it truly strange that he knew me when I rarely go out.”

Schooling his expression, John asked calmly, “You went to his house?”

Sophia nodded and even blurted out the location of Ian’s house outright. “It was a rather huge house. His family must be exceedingly affluent since it’s right in the city center.”

The moment John heard the location, he knew which family it was. Lowering his head, he put away the documents on his desk. “It should be the Morgan Family, then.”

Sophia blinked. “Yes, yes, his first name is Morgan. You’re acquainted with him?”

John murmured an affirmation. “I once saw the patriarch of the Morgan Family, Old Mr. Morgan, when I was entertaining clients. We’re not acquaintances per se since there are no business dealings between us.” The Morgan Family is in investment, and they seem to be doing rather well, but… He fixed his gaze on her. “From a friend’s perspective, I’d advise you to keep your distance from this family.”

The corners of Sophia’s mouth turned down for a moment. “Why?” John said nothing, so she grew chagrined and muttered, “You asked me to keep my distance from Dylan, and now Ian, but you won’t even give me a reason. John Constance, what’s the meaning of this?”

Before John could respond, Zack piped up from the side, “Can’t you guess? Boss is jealous.” All at once, John’s head snapped up and Sophia swiveled, both staring at him in unison. The smile on his face slowly faded, and his voice became a mere whisper. “I was just joking. Why are you two looking at me like this? Can’t I even joke?”

those reporters will compile my interview earlier into an article and

and this time it was a message. Picking it up, he took a glance, only to see that the message was from Isabelle. She was also asking about the news reports on the Internet, inquiring whether it was impacting him much.

that it wasn’t

didn’t reply anymore. Putting down his cell phone, he took a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and

her cell phone on the sofa. Zack had ordered quite a lot, and it was all at the reception desk. As it was now lunch break, the receptionist couldn’t bring the food up since she was managing the front desk

pay it any mind, but when no one answered the first time, it then instantly started ringing again. Getting up slowly, he went over and picked it up. The

on the other end

a hand in his pocket, John cast his gaze over at the window.

a few seconds,

snorted. “Yes,

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