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.

line in situations where Sophia was

dishes, the men started to pour drinks for each

she did not share her juice, downing the liquid all at

slipped out. After taking

quite empty. After all, not many distinguished guests

to find Isabelle standing at the basin. Isabelle washed her hands and

to fit

glanced at Sophia’s reflection in the mirror. Sophia had a smile on

in is not a problem. Sooner

still nodded. “Some words should not be said easily. You have a younger brother, don’t you? What will be yours? In

and briefly tidied her hair in front of the mirror. The movement of her hair

look at

hickeys on Sophia’s neck were too obvious, but one could not tell where the mark had started from. It traveled all

the hickeys, Sophia lifted the collar of her shirt. Isabelle turned around slightly to look at the latter with a pout that expressed her frustration at the

moved away and out of the washroom. A long

room while humming a tune. Elder Mr. Bailey was the first to turn and

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