Next One Is a Babe

After cleaning up her room, Sophia left for the kitchen to check on the ingredients in the fridge so that she could plan out what to make for dinner. There were still some veggies, a fish, as well as some ingredients for a salad, which should be more than enough.

While she was busying herself with meal prep, Logan arrived in a flurry of anger. With how he looked, people might assume he was there to pick a fight with her instead of being her support. From within the kitchen, she instructed, “You’re just in time to help with washing the veggies.”

Logan obeyed without hesitation, fastening the apron around him. “What happened last night? John told me you were being targeted.”

Chuckling, Sophia commented, “He sure does tell you everything.”

“Of course.” Logan seemed to assume it was natural that John trusted him. “It’s because John and I have a common goal in mind. Come, tell me what happened last night. Who has the guts to cross you?”

Sophia hummed in response before taking over the conversation. “How should I know what’s going on? I am still feeling confused about the incident.”

Although they were the only occupants of the house, Logan whispered upon moving closer to Sophia, “Could Isabelle possibly be behind this? That woman is a scoundrel, so could she be plotting against you in secret?”

However, she wasn’t about to jump to conclusions as she had no proof. “I don’t know, but I don’t think Isabelle will be willing to dirty her hands.”

Logan licked his lips. “Could it be the Morgans? It’s possible that they’re behind this.”

Sophia was amused by his guesses. Since Logan had such a bad impression of the Morgans, he would immediately suspect them whenever something shady happened. While they were chatting, they had a guest. At first, Sophia assumed it was John, but their guest turned out to be Matilda.

Matilda’s presence made Sophia feel uneasy. Upon scanning her surroundings, Matilda asked, “Is John not back yet? I thought you would all be here.” Meanwhile, Sophia went to the fridge as she knew the dishes they made wouldn’t be enough for dinner now that they had more people, so she wanted to make a few more. With a frown, Matilda checked on Sophia. “You shouldn’t be cooking! Come on out! John will handle the rest when he gets home.”

She sure is mutable, Sophia thought. Despite her claiming to feel sorry for John not so long ago while whining about him not being suited for cooking, it turned out that she had no qualms about bossing him around. Standing by the sink, Sophia said, “It’s alright. I can handle minor tasks like cooking.”

Logan glanced between Matilda and Sophia, obviously noting that something was off between them. As soon as Matilda sat down on the sofa, he snuck up to Sophia before probing, “What’s going on between you two? You seem to be behaving differently around each other.”