Next One Is a Babe

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Zack said, “He does. He’ll meet us and draw the boss’s face for us.”

John replied, “Alright, just make the arrangement on my behalf. Call me if anything happens.”

After the call ended, John put down the phone and scowled.

They had found the boss thought to be in charge of the shadow bank before this, but the person was apparently just a puppet. The bank has to be controlled by other people behind the scenes. It’s good enough that we’ve ascertained one of them now.

Facing away from him, Sophia seemed to be asleep.

John extended his hand and stroked her head. When all the problems are settled, I believe she’ll agree to marry me again. Slowly lying down, he couldn’t have a shut-eye. Right then, he thought of the person Isabelle brought with her to the hospital. The person has to be Old Mr. Bailey’s subordinate.

His conversation with Isabelle a while ago reminded him of that person. Old Mr. Bailey’s subordinate… I have an idea now...

The next morning, Sophia was still asleep. Leaning against the bedhead, John remained by her side while texting a message. Turning over, Sophia opened her eyes and asked, “What time is it? Why are you still here?”

Lowering his head, John replied, “Oh, you’re awake. It’s still early. I can go to work later.”

Sophia stared at his phone. “Who are you texting a message to? You look serious.”

Gazing at his phone, John said, “My employee has sent me a message to talk about work matters.”

It was apparent to Sophia that he didn’t want her to know, so she stopped asking. Turning over, she picked up her phone and scrolled through her social media.

Even if Sophia was awake, John got out of the bed carefully and went to the bathroom to wash up. After he came out, he got changed while saying, “The doctor will come over later and give you a check-up.”

Sophia grunted. “Okay.” She then went on, “How are our fellow villagers doing?”

John nodded. “They’re doing okay. Two more people came over two days ago. I’ve given them jobs.”

Fortunately, he was running a big enterprise, and there were many vacancies at the warehouse, so he managed to offer the villagers enough jobs. Thinking of that, he smirked. “Those people have said they wanna meet you to say thanks personally.”

After slight consideration, Sophia said, “That will do. I wanna meet them too. They’ve come to the city for a long time, but I haven’t managed to meet them.”