The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Logan chuckled nonstop. “The point is that I’m telling you the truth. I can’t hide it.”

Beside him, Old Mr. Jefferson looked away from Logan. This was the first time he saw his son behave obediently in front of someone else.

Logan did not receive a reply text from John at all. John probably was at a social event and overlooked the text.

Impatient, Logan sent another text to John, and this time, he reported his location and mentioned that Sophia was eating and drinking merrily with him, both of them getting high.

When it came to bluffing, Logan was even more skillful than Sophia. After that, he stored his phone away and didn’t show her the text.

Sophia did not mind. After taking a few bites, she drank some fruit juice while listening to the business discussion between Old Mr. Bailey and the Third Young Lady Jefferson.

The topic was not totally alien to Sophia, but she definitely could not fully grasp the technicality and the jargon. Anyway, she told herself not to appear clueless. It didn’t matter if she was an outsider as long as she could appear composed and professional.

She leaned into her chair with a calm expression and a faint smile on her face, looking humble but confident.

To be honest, she was the only person without an elite background in the room.

came from a wealthy and influential background except

and paid no attention to

compared to her attitude at their previous meetup. That day, Sophia was quite haughty with a calculative look in

smirked in private, finding it ridiculous that anyone would think of Sophia as an innocent and sweet girl. Sophia was

Mrs.

was confident in her good looks and was not afraid of being judged by anyone. She even stole a glance at Mrs. Bailey from the side of her

socializing and was aware of Sophia’s calculativeness. So, Mrs. Bailey pursed her lips and looked away

her gaze to Logan and whispered something that was only audible between them, “This dinner is super boring. If

said that I

“But did the Baileys specifically invite you to dinner? Look, they

a meal. Dad insisted that I have to attend as well. I took that as a special

her expression of amusement. Logan quickly added, “They did invite me. Surely

figured out what the

chatting with Logan on insignificant matters. Her

longer than expected, and Old Mr. Bailey was getting chatty. Surprisingly, the Third Young Lady Jefferson could still handle the conversation. They talked about an assortment

conversation, Logan’s phone rang on the table. His ringtone was quite quirky—it was the opening

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