Next One Is a Babe

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John went over and pushed open the door, standing right at the entrance. “Sophia.” His voice was a tad loud.

Startled, Sophia gave a cry and raised her head in surprise. “Why are you here? Are you looking for Dylan?”

John swept his gaze over Dylan, only to see him reclining in his chair while staring at him calmly, even appearing as though he was anticipating a good show. He lowered his voice and replied, “No. I came here to look for you. Let’s go back.”

Sophia hadn’t yet finished her game, so she continued looking down at her cell phone. “Miss Bailey has left?”

“Yeah,” John answered. Then, he grew impatient and went over to her before tugging her up from the sofa by the wrist.

Sophia protested vehemently, “Wait! I haven’t worn my shoes yet. My shoes! Hey, John Constance, you’re such a…” Perhaps she’d wanted to curse him out, but she hurriedly ceased talking when she realized that this wasn’t the right place to do so. She withdrew her hand forcefully. “Let me wear my shoes. Why are you in such a hurry?”

John’s brows furrowed. I’m not in a hurry. I just don’t want other people from the Constance Family to come over and spot her here. While they appear all innocent and pure, they’re actually very much cunning. Thus, I don’t want them to see her and Dylan interacting so closely. Standing stock-still, he waited for her to put on her shoes before declaring, “Let’s go.”

Sophia followed him out of Dylan’s office, but she didn’t forget to turn back and look at Dylan when she reached the door. “I’m leaving. You must come when my new shop opens, okay? It’ll be my treat.”

The corners of Dylan’s mouth lifted. “Sure.”

With a cold expression on his face, John left Dylan’s office and waited for Sophia in the corridor. When Sophia came out, she cast several looks at him. Baffled, she asked in a lowered voice, “What was that earlier? Did something happen again?”

John said nothing, so she hazarded a blind guess. “Are you distressed about the video that leaked onto the Internet? Ah, you don’t have to worry. It’s just a video of a few seconds that can’t prove anything. The Constance Family is rich, so just hire some people to demand the full video in the comments, and I guarantee you that they’ll definitely be at a loss instantly.” Still, John’s expression didn’t ease, remaining frigid as he kept mum.

Sophia, however, didn’t even bother to look at him. Smacking her lips, she changed the subject. “But why did Miss Bailey leave so soon? That’s not quite right. I thought you two would have talked until you get off work at least.” After she’d said this, she chuckled. “Nonetheless, the picture of you working together with Miss Bailey is truly… truly…” She then tut-tutted without finishing her sentence.

John’s strides were large, and he wholly ignored Sophia who was jabbering at the side. Only after he’d entered his office did Sophia leisurely follow suit. As soon as she stepped into the room, she caught sight of his glass that was on the coffee table beside the sofa. It’s still where I placed it earlier, but he probably won’t touch it anymore. Thus, she went over to pick up the glass before walking straight to the trash can and tossing it in.