When Sophia returned, Old Mr. Bailey instantly checked behind her.

 

Sophia knew who he was looking for and informed him, “Miss Bailey is in the washroom. She said that she felt sick.”

Old Mr. Bailey shot up. “Sick?”

Sophia elaborated without missing a beat, “It’s probably because the dining room was filled with smoke. I saw her breathing in and out in the washroom, looking a little pale.”

Smoke? Indeed, someone was smoking in the dining room. It was not unusual for guests to smoke in a business meeting.

If Isabelle could not even stand the smoke… William frowned because he had been smoking.

Of course, Old Mr. Bailey would not trust Sophia’s words, but he believed that Isabelle had all the reason to feel sick. The sight of John and Sophia acting lovey-dovey was enough to upset her.

He stood up and commented, “Dad, I’ll check on her.”

 

Elder Mr. Bailey quickly nodded at his son. “Go.”

The moment old Mr. Bailey was gone, Sophia leaned into her seat with a huge smile.

John did not bother to read and decipher the situation. He did not have breakfast, and on top of that, he was exhausted from last night. At that moment, his only thought was to fill his stomach before anything else.

 

came back after some time with his daughter trotting behind, and both

she had suffered from indigestion after taking in some food, which was why she had to take a rest away from the company.

highlighted that she was feeling fine. Even so,

second thought whenever Isabelle was with them tickled Sophia. She immediately felt that everything had fallen into

 

 

lunch ended fairly soon after

the hotel after lunch. John and Isabelle hopped into the

when we were dining out with the Baileys, we went back to the dining room of Logan Jefferson. Do you remember what you said to

she could not comprehend the question that was being addressed to her. Anyway, John did not expect her to get it right away, and he ordered the driver to start the

day, when they had returned to Logan’s room, Ian expressed his

 

 

that day. “Yeah. When the Young Master Jefferson strikes, no dinner could end

seemed that John was secretly implying that she had once

 

what was he talking about? But

she also took into consideration the status of her counterparts before acting. If the guests were not the Baileys or if Mrs. Constance was not

this lunch, which prompted

at the fact that John could read her. It wasn’t surprising, given that he was

with that knowledge, he did not distance

lunch, he did not go back to his office and had the driver

had not slept well last night and lost too much stamina. The fatigue crept in since morning, and he was thankful to have a legitimate excuse

straight into the house.

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