At an early age, Dexter was introduced to the real business world by his father, who clearly wanted him to inherit the company. Now that Dexter was gone, everyone wondered if Old Mr. Bailey could survive the blow.

 

At the mention of Old Mr. Bailey, Logan was reminded of Elder Mr. Bailey and grimaced. “That old man is quite ancient. After sending away his grandson, I’m afraid that he might not be able to stand the blow and pass on as well.”

In Sophia’s memory, Elder Mr. Bailey was not a mentally weak person. Even though he was at a ripe old age, he still looked tough and hardy. In his younger days, he must have been a decisive and determined person.

In his solemn eyes, one could detect a hint of unrelenting look, from which one could imagine that the family death was only a setback and not a fatal blow to him. On the other hand, Old Mr. Bailey’s situation was concerning.

The topic of Dexter’s passing was too heavy and dampened the mood, so they promptly dropped it at this point.

After downing two glasses of wine, Ian turned to look at Sophia. “Are you really not planning to remarry John?”

Having faced the same question multiple times, she felt helpless. Every time she told them that she had no such plans yet, they would be confused by the answer.

To be honest, she believed that it was fine not to remarry. Marriage was nothing but a piece of legally binding paper. Even with that paper, her previous marriage with John didn’t work out. That was the reason she gave up hope on the ceremonial aspects of marriage.

 

this way for the time being because I’m quite comfortable with our current way of interaction. If we get along well, we’ll remain together; if not,

to navigate the siege of marriage once in life. I genuinely have no interest in getting myself

“Your decision is, technically, not

 

all, he had first told them that he wanted to take a

the wineglass in front of him as he let out a

help him with that. When he took a break from training, he found out that the environment out here was

and plotting. I would be lying to say that I’ve never had a dark side. Everything on earth is nothing more than plotting to get what you want. So, I thought that as long as

really good to Sophia. In response, she glanced at him occasionally with an

of his dark thoughts. No matter how he schemed and plotted

friendship if I continued. I suppose I’ve always been a rational man who knows how to

negative feelings to reign and mess things up to the point of no

he made the decision to leave. At least, back at the training and the competition, the stress and pressure would shut out

 

 

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