The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Sophia burst into laughter, yet she said nothing. There probably won’t be such an opportunity anymore.

Then, she went with Logan to see Old Mrs. Constance to the car, and the two of them stood at the gate as they watched the car drive away. In the blink of an eye, Logan’s solemn expression earlier vanished, and he instantly asked cheekily, “Why did she come over? Was it to thank you or to help John win you back?”

Sophia glared at him. “What’s wrong with your brain? Just shut it.”

The two of them walked toward the house, and Logan exclaimed at once, “Oh yes, let me tell you something. Back when the scandal broke about John and Isabelle, I had someone tail Isabelle. Guess what I discovered?”

How am I supposed to guess this? Ignoring him, Sophia went into the house right away.

Following eagerly after her, Logan then answered his own question, blurting, “Isabelle met up with someone. The person who did the tailing for me was brilliant, for he recorded the conversation between them. Do you want to listen to it?”

Stunned, Sophia’s head snapped back, and she stared at him.

Meanwhile, over at Morgan Group, Ian’s mind was sluggish after going through documents the entire morning. When it was almost time for the lunch break, Mr. Zimmel came over and said that he was entertaining a client this noon, asking him to tag along. He’d be doing a lot of entertaining in the future, so he would have to adapt to it now. However, he’d initially planned to go over to Sophia’s place at noon and look in on her, so he hesitated for a while.

in a lowered voice, “Just go and have a look. It’ll benefit you in the

went out with Mr. Zimmel. The two of them got into the car and drove right to the entrance of a restaurant. Ian truly loathed the task of entertaining clients, so he asked, “Doesn’t such gatherings usually take place at night? Why

notified the company, so we don’t need to go back to the office in the afternoon.” In reality, this wasn’t Ian’s concern. He merely didn’t want

Ian. The private room

that he’d just joined the company and was still familiarizing himself with the business, even deliberately emphasizing that he was Sean’s

remained silent. In fact, he didn’t

entertaining a client this noon. It was initially William who was supposed to come, but he heard that the other party was Focker when it was almost time for lunch break, so he immediately offered

after he’d waited for almost half an hour. Grinning widely, Focker came over and grabbed his hand as soon he entered the

then. I’ve been rather busy these days, so I haven’t taken the time to give him a taste of

thoughts, Focker’s face was wreathed in a

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