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.”

lips, John didn’t delve into the meaning of that sentence. “Come to think of it,

 

Who knows, sometimes, marrying someone you’re not familiar with might end up being

is because you’ve met the right person. Put

his lips into a thin

would turn them down

arranging his marriage with Isabelle, he had tried to know more about Isabelle from indirect sources and even inquired

after, when Old Mr. Constance chucked Sophia

than to take it. When it happened to oneself, it would most

and Sophia, how are things now? You haven’t been back in the Constance Residence for a while, and I’ve heard

for a moment, Dylan continued, “I’ve heard

 

 

that, John’s eyebrow twitched. Got back together

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 aren’t officially back

 

John thought about it and replied, “Yes, we’re

and chuckled. “That’s great. It’s a good thing for people in

that, he left the room

strength or it was because of the wind, but the door

couldn’t

he had probably contacted the Baileys to communicate on the reshuffling arrangements, and although

the phone screen,

always thought Isabelle was someone with etiquette and had a sense

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