The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Isabelle came prepared with some documents about the details of the collaboration and proclamation of rights concerning the Baileys when it came to the contract. John came over and sat down beside Sophia, turning into his usual self while working.

Taking up the documents, he read all the clauses. Such a collaboration was rather simple, and the Baileys didn’t demand anything over the top, so he merely picked out a few clauses and proposed his opinion.

Sophia didn’t understand a single word since she knew nothing about business. Even the business terms John and Isabelle used went over her head. Thus, she sat at the side with John’s glass still in her hand. As she watched them getting engrossed in their discussion, she chuckled soundlessly.

Well, this is the difference. No wonder Mrs. Constance groused every day that I’m not Isabelle’s match and I’m of no help to John. When we sit together and open our mouths, our true capabilities shine through. I’m merely glib, while she’s truly capable. This realization had her feeling chagrined.

Taking a gulp of water, she then brought the glass to John’s lips. “Have some water.” John’s brows furrowed slightly, and he turned to look at her. She doesn’t look as though she’s trying to stir up trouble. Her expression’s placid. Perhaps it’s just a subconscious action, nothing more. He pursed his lips. After a while, he placed his lips on the rim of the glass and took a small, token sip.

Sophia pulled the glass back, suddenly finding it ridiculous. Who am I trying to upset here? Why does it feel as though I’m the unhappiest person at the end of the day? She then placed the glass onto the table. Upon seeing that John and Isabelle were immersed in the discussion, she slowly got to her feet and went over to John’s desk.

when John attended Infinity Group’s bullsh*t party. There were quite a lot of people in the video, seemingly Infinity Group’s higher management personnel or the like.

on the losing end once the public calls for the entire footage of the

between John and Isabelle. The two of them seemed very much engrossed, John’s expression solemn as he

however, Isabelle lifted her eyes and looked over. While her expression wasn’t exactly goading, it did carry a hint of derision. She merely stared at Sophia for two seconds before retracting her gaze to look at John with a faint smile on her face. However, John didn’t notice anything, his entire focus on the document

Sophia didn’t blow up. John is here, and there’s no concrete evidence, so I’ll be on the losing end if I fly into a rage as I did back at Constance Residence. Leaning back in the chair, she mulled it over for a while before taking out her cell phone and tapping the camera icon. She pretended to be looking at her cell

her well, so he retracted his gaze after a single glance. However, Isabelle remained staring at her. Shifting her cell phone, Sophia smirked and arched an eyebrow at

the next moment, her voice was completely mismatched with the expression on her

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