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

the men started to pour drinks for

not hungry, John had only ordered a glass of fruit juice for her. She ate nothing, but she did not share her juice, downing the liquid all at once. After drinking

and hurriedly slipped out.

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

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

to fit into the conversation? You should have stayed a socialite instead of changing your field. It’s not that easy to be a

reflection in the mirror.

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

was referring to the Bailey Family business or John Constance, Sophia still nodded. “Some words should not be said easily. You have a younger

hair in front of the mirror. The movement

so she turned around to look at Sophia. More

not tell where the mark had started from. It traveled all the

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

Sophia’s reflection moved away and out of the washroom. A long pause later, she lost control of her emotions and threw the foundation case against the

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

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