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.”

didn’t delve into the meaning of that sentence. “Come to think of it, I do have the

 

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

up, Dylan gazed at John. “Marrying someone unknown? The reason you’re saying this is because you’ve met the right person. Put yourself in my shoes—without knowing what the future holds, I bet you’ll make the same decision

a thin

would turn them

with Isabelle, he had tried to know more about Isabelle from indirect sources and even inquired about the Bailey

when Old Mr. Constance chucked Sophia at his face, he was totally

was always easier to give advice than to take it. When it happened to oneself,

looked as if he was about to turn and leave, but hesitated. “About you and Sophia, how are things now? You haven’t been back in the Constance Residence for a

moment, Dylan continued, “I’ve heard that

 

 

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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 aren’t

 

thought about it and

toward the door and chuckled. “That’s great. It’s a good thing for people

that, he left the room and closed the

of Dylan’s strength or it was because of the wind, but the door was shut with

couldn’t help but

contacted the Baileys to communicate on the reshuffling arrangements, and although it wasn’t

phone

someone with

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