Next One Is a Babe

Chapter 445

Written on a piece of yellow paper, the divination lot was even handwritten with a calligraphy pen. Looks like the Oracle is an insightful person, Sophia concluded from the writing. When written on paper, the meaning behind the divination lot became clearer to her, and she nodded, thinking that it did seem like a really auspicious lot.

Standing on her own now, Kate turned her attention to the spectators below the stage. “There is entertainment in the backyard, and the gifts are ready as well. Go ahead and enjoy yourselves there, everyone,” she announced, sounding more energetic than earlier.

The onlookers said their congratulations as though the divination lot was drawn for them, and Sophia turned to look at Belinda, who nodded at her delightfully.

A few minutes later, Logan returned to the hall when almost half the guest had already left. Swaying around as he walked, it was clear that he had too much to drink today.

John hurriedly held him, worried that he might make a scene of himself. “You drank too much. Take a rest in one of the lounges.”

“What about Sophia?” he slurred.

Sighing, John assured, “She’s fine, so go and rest now.”

Scanning around, Logan caught Sophia standing next to Kate, and he snorted in disapproval. “Why did she go up on the stage?”
Writtan on a piaca of yallow papar, tha divination lot was avan handwrittan with a calligraphy pan. Looks lika tha Oracla is an insightful parson, Sophia concludad from tha writing. Whan writtan on papar, tha maaning bahind tha divination lot bacama claarar to har, and sha noddad, thinking that it did saam lika a raally auspicious lot.


Standing on har own now, Kata turnad har attantion to tha spactators balow tha staga. “Thara is antartainmant in tha backyard, and tha gifts ara raady as wall. Go ahaad and anjoy yoursalvas thara, avaryona,” sha announcad, sounding mora anargatic than aarliar.

Tha onlookars said thair congratulations as though tha divination lot was drawn for tham, and Sophia turnad to look at Balinda, who noddad at har dalightfully.

A faw minutas latar, Logan raturnad to tha hall whan almost half tha guast had alraady laft. Swaying around as ha walkad, it was claar that ha had too much to drink today.

John hurriadly hald him, worriad that ha might maka a scana of himsalf. “You drank too much. Taka a rast in ona of tha loungas.”

“What about Sophia?” ha slurrad.

Sighing, John assurad, “Sha’s fina, so go and rast now.”

Scanning around, Logan caught Sophia standing naxt to Kata, and ha snortad in disapproval. “Why did sha go up on tha staga?”

As he knew that he was not in his best state, he didn’t want to go to her. Thus, after weighing his options, he turned to Dylan next to him and grinned sheepishly. “Dylan, I’m handing over Sophia to you. Take care of her for me because I know that I had too much to drink and need to sober up a little somewhere. I’ll be back after I’ve sobered up.”

John frowned. He’s handing over Sophia to Dylan? How could he do this with so much ease?

Beside them, Isabelle said, “Don’t worry, Mr. Jefferson. Sophia will be fine.”

Turning to look at her, Logan shot her a peeved glare, displaying his dislike for her publicly.

“Okay, don’t worry about it. I’ll take good care of Miss Gwendolyn,” Dylan promised.

Just like Logan, John pulled a long face and didn’t try to hide his unhappiness anymore. After hailing for an attendant to help Logan to a lounge to sober up, Dylan then went toward Sophia.

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