The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

John waited for a while before taking Sophia’s hand, pinching the ring on her finger and moving it a little. The ring was an eyesore no matter how he looked at it.

He carelessly grunted an agreement, and with that, he had finally taken Sophia’s side. Upon hearing that, she flashed a smile that was brighter than before.

John scanned her face. He was very aware of all the emotions hidden behind her smiling expression.

This young lady had stopped putting up with everyone, not caring who she was talking to.

Elder Mr. Bailey grabbed his teacup and took a sip in silence. William was good at reading the atmosphere, which was starting to get awkward. To smooth things out, he engaged Old Mr. Bailey in a discussion about the current market and economic trends.

In recent times, more small enterprises had risen, which led to market saturation. It remained to be seen whether these companies would survive and outlast each other.

Old Mr. Bailey nodded in agreement. “Yes. That’s why our companies have to work together for a win-win situation.”

William nodded at him. “Yes. I hope that our cooperation goes smoothly.”

Isabelle had been silent for the entire time with a teacup in her hands. Instead of staring at John and Sophia, she fixed her eyes on the teapot above the table.

Sophia silently smirked. That is it! Isabelle has finally understood the situation.

in situations where

the men started to pour drinks for

She ate nothing, but she did not share her juice, downing the liquid all

waited until nobody was paying attention to her and hurriedly slipped out. After

quite empty. After all, not many distinguished guests like them

Isabelle standing at the basin. Isabelle

to fit into the conversation? You should have stayed a socialite instead of changing your field. It’s

reflection in the mirror. Sophia had a smile on her face as she looked down to

thinking, Isabelle sneered, “Fitting in is not a problem. Sooner or later, it’ll be mine

not be said easily. You have a younger brother, don’t you?

hair in front of the mirror. The movement of her hair had exposed

sight made Isabelle freeze, so she turned around to look at Sophia. More precisely,

tell where the mark had started from. It traveled all the way from her nape

turned around slightly to look at the latter with a pout that expressed her frustration at

the washroom.

the other side, Sophia strolled back to their reserved dining room while humming a tune. Elder Mr. Bailey was the first to turn and look at

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