Next One Is a Babe

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Sophia chuckled, “Please thank your sister on my behalf.”

Logan responded after several minutes, “I think my sister likes you well.”

Sophia raised her brows in response to his comment, thinking that Third Young Lady Jefferson must have never encountered someone like her before because everyone in her circle was probably a wealthy and elegant young lady like Isabelle.

Therefore, she found Sophia, who behaved in an unladylike manner, very intriguing because she was different.

Just as she was having the telephone conversation with Logan, she received a call from Ian.

After some contemplation, she informed Logan, “Ian’s calling. Let’s hear what he has to say.”

Logan snickered, “Fine then. Let’s talk some other time.”

In fact, the reason Ian called was also to make sure Sophia wouldn’t be affected by those comments on the internet.

Lying in bed, she reassured him, “Actually, I’m feeling quite okay because I think everyone sympathizes with me in this matter.”

Agreeing with what she said, Ian asked, “Where are you now? Are you at home? How about John?”

Sophia rolled over to the other side before she replied, “John has moved out together with his belongings. Yes, I’m at home now and I think it’s best for me to stay indoors for the next few days. Although I don’t think I will be recognized by the public, I still think it’s better for me to wait until things get quieter before I go out because after all, I was featured in the tabloids before.”

After mulling over her opinion, Ian agreed, “You’re right. I think you should wait until things cool down a little bit before you go out or you might get into trouble if you are recognized in public.”

After mulling over her opinion, Ian agreed, “You’re right. I think you should wait until things cool down a little bit before you go out or you might get into trouble if you are recognized in public.”

Sophia then made some small talk with Ian before ending the call with him.

Staring out the window, she was suddenly at a loss of what to do with her free time.

As for John, he had gone back to Constance Residence with his suitcase.

Mrs. Constance was sitting on the sofa in the living room; her eyes were swollen and her face looked blank.

William had spent the previous night in the guest room and when he was on his way out to work this morning, he clearly saw Mrs. Constance in the living room, but he only cast her an indifferent glance without speaking to her.

Mrs. Constance found it hard to accept his changed attitude because she was too used to being treated very endearingly by him before this.

As for Old Mrs. Constance, she did not even bother to look at her. After having breakfast at the dining hall with a long face, she instructed the maid to send her meals to her room from now onward. Obviously, she made that arrangement to avoid meeting Mrs. Constance.

No one in the family spoke to Mrs. Constance although she had been sitting on the sofa in the living room for the entire morning.

Despite feeling extremely awful, she still couldn’t figure out what she had done wrong.