Next One Is a Babe

When Sophia returned, Old Mr. Bailey instantly checked behind her.

Sophia knew who he was looking for and informed him, “Miss Bailey is in the washroom. She said that she felt sick.”

Old Mr. Bailey shot up. “Sick?”

Sophia elaborated without missing a beat, “It’s probably because the dining room was filled with smoke. I saw her breathing in and out in the washroom, looking a little pale.”

Smoke? Indeed, someone was smoking in the dining room. It was not unusual for guests to smoke in a business meeting.

If Isabelle could not even stand the smoke… William frowned because he had been smoking.

Of course, Old Mr. Bailey would not trust Sophia’s words, but he believed that Isabelle had all the reason to feel sick. The sight of John and Sophia acting lovey-dovey was enough to upset her.

He stood up and commented, “Dad, I’ll check on her.”

Elder Mr. Bailey quickly nodded at his son. “Go.”

The moment old Mr. Bailey was gone, Sophia leaned into her seat with a huge smile.

John did not bother to read and decipher the situation. He did not have breakfast, and on top of that, he was exhausted from last night. At that moment, his only thought was to fill his stomach before anything else.

Old Mr. Bailey came back after some time with his daughter trotting behind, and both looked normal.

Isabelle entered the room and apologized to everyone, explaining that she had suffered from indigestion after taking in some food, which was why she had to take a rest away from the company. She urged everyone to continue their meals without worrying about her.

Not only that, she specifically addressed William and highlighted that she was feeling fine. Even so, William knew that he could not smoke anymore.

The thought of William giving smoking a second thought whenever Isabelle was with them tickled Sophia. She immediately felt that everything had fallen into place.

Due to the unexpected episode, lunch ended fairly soon after that.

The group exited the hotel after lunch. John and Isabelle hopped into the same car, and William entered his own car.

After thinking, John remarked, “The last time when we were dining out with the Baileys, we went back to the dining room of Logan Jefferson. Do you remember what you said to Ian Morgan back then?”

Sophia furrowed her brows in confusion because she could not comprehend the question that was being addressed to her. Anyway, John did not expect her to get it right away, and he ordered the driver to start the car.

Halfway, Sophia finally understood the question. On that day, when they had returned to Logan’s room, Ian expressed his astonishment at how fast the dinner had ended.

She recalled her reply from that day. “Yeah. When the Young Master Jefferson strikes, no dinner could end well.”

It seemed that John was secretly implying that she had once again successfully ruined another lunch with her sly maneuvers.