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.

should fall in line in situations where Sophia was

the men

she did not share her juice, downing the liquid all at once. After drinking the huge glass of fruit juice, her stomach

was paying attention to her and hurriedly slipped out. After taking a left turn, she found the washroom a few

the washroom was quite empty. After all, not many distinguished guests like them would visit the

standing at the basin. Isabelle washed her hands and started to touch

However, she did address Isabelle. “Why? Finding it hard to fit into the conversation? You should have stayed a socialite instead of changing your field. It’s not that easy to

mirror. When she heard the remark, she glanced at Sophia’s reflection in the mirror. Sophia had a smile on her face as she looked down to wash her hands at a snail

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

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

front of the mirror. The movement of her hair had exposed something previously

around to look

could not tell where the mark had started from. It traveled all the way from her nape to the back of

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

the washroom. A long pause later,

other side, Sophia strolled back to their reserved dining room while humming a tune. Elder Mr. Bailey was

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