Next One Is a Babe

Neither was Sophia certain of John’s plans. She turned to look out of the window as she smacked her lips. “John is the type of person who would choose to ignore certain things, which could be frustrating. I just don’t understand him.”

That was how the two of them differed from each other, as Sophia would most certainly charge head on to confront whoever that slandered her. She could hardly tolerate being defamed, so she would fight back tooth and nail till the perpetrator was condemned for eternity.

“Mr. Constance might have his own concerns and plans. I was never involved in business dealings, so I don’t know much about it,” Ian said after a moment’s silence.

“You sing well, so I think it would be a pity if you gave up on that.” Upon glancing at Ian, Sophia changed the topic, only to garner a smile from him.

The waiter served them their soup after some time before the other dishes arrived. It was then that Sophia took out her phone to take a photo of the food on the table before posting it on Facebook. Considering the fact that she didn’t have friends, she wasn’t sure why she did that. Perhaps it was out of a desire to put it up somewhere, but she dared not think of who could and would see her photo.

They dug in after she was done posting, during which Sophia inquired about Ian’s plans while working with his family, only to find out that he never had any, as he never wanted to work there but was forced to do so by his father, who was perhaps feeling guilty.

Ian had been wandering for a few years when the rest of his siblings had found their place in the company. A drifter he was, who never went home for two years. Old Mr. Morgan was becoming more sentimental as his age caught up with him, which was why he wished for a familial reunion, but it was torturous for Ian.

The meal went on for a while before Sophia began scrolling through Facebook. Sure enough, Zack’s comment could be found underneath her photo, in which he jokingly chided Sophia for enjoying hot pot instead of resolving the scandal. A fleeting smile crossed her face before she set her phone aside.

Ian sent her home after the meal, while Sophia reminded him to get a change of clothes as the both of them smelled like hot pot. It was after he waved at Sophia through a lowered window that he drove away in his car, then she turned to enter the house, only to see that the door was unlocked upon reaching the entrance.

She blinked her eyes while trying her best to recall what happened when she left the house, which she recalled having locked the door. Standing by the french windows, she looked into the house, but there was no one in the living room, so she wondered if a thievery had happened in broad daylight.

Sophia took a deep breath before entering the living room, which was the same as before, without any signs of having been searched through. There were sounds of people walking on the second stairway on the second floor when she scanned her surroundings carefully, and John was soon to be seen emerging beside the stairs while looking at her from higher ground.