The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

The moment Dylan walked in, he sat down on the chair across from John. “I’ve heard about the Baileys. Why do you not want to deal with them yourself?”

Reaching out for the file on the table, John said, “Not exactly. I’ve been too occupied lately and can’t oversee everything.”

With a smirk, Dylan asked, “What happened? Did you have an argument with Miss Bailey or something?”

“Of course not,” denied John without sparing Dylan a glance. “Why would I argue with her? We’re business partners, after all. A cordial relationship is crucial for more wealth to come.”

Pressing his lips together, Dylan said, “I certainly don’t mind accepting this job. As for the Baileys, I’m afraid they may not be pleased. I’m sure someone will contact you once I’ve informed them about this arrangement.”

Chuckling, John said, “Mind you, I’m not sold to their family. It’s just a simple reshuffling within our company, so we don’t really need to care about what they have to say.”

Saying that, John cast a quick glance at Dylan. “I’ve heard that your blind dates didn’t go too well.”

Leaning against the chair, Dylan stared at John. “Not everyone of us is as lucky as you are.”

Confused, John asked, “Me? Lucky?”

Dylan nodded. “At least from what I see, you’re one lucky fella.”

that sentence. “Come to think

you really shouldn’t be that picky. Who knows, sometimes, marrying someone you’re not familiar with might

this is because you’ve met the right person. Put yourself in my shoes—without knowing what the future holds, I bet you’ll

into a

would turn them

beginning, when Matilda was arranging his marriage with Isabelle, he had tried to know more about Isabelle from indirect sources and even inquired about the Bailey Family. In the end,

Old Mr. Constance chucked Sophia at

take it. When it

turn and leave, but hesitated. “About you and Sophia, how are things now? You haven’t been back in the Constance

moment, Dylan continued, “I’ve heard that

twitched. Got

me a second chance to make up for my mistakes, and it also depends on my performance. Sadly, she never agreed to marry me again. No plans for remarriage means she doesn’t belong to me, which also means that we

at Dylan’s back, John thought about it and replied,

chuckled. “That’s great. It’s a

that, he left the room and closed the door

of the

heavenward, John couldn’t help but

the reshuffling arrangements, and although it

at the phone

always thought Isabelle was someone with etiquette and had a sense of

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