Next One Is a Babe

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Sophia said, "Then what kind of girl do you like? I'm really curious."

Logan thought for a while and replied, "You wait, I'll bring a girl I like to show you in two days." Then, he muttered to himself, "Isn't it a matter of minutes if I want to find a woman?"

Sophia didn't want to continue to attack him, so she hung up after a few perfunctory lines. Now, she still hadn't slept well yet, so she continued sleeping under her quilt.

On the other end, Logan hung up the phone, then leaned back in his chair, running through several ideas in his mind. It had become rather annoying for him to be asked about a girlfriend recently. Maybe when a person reaches a certain age, having a girlfriend is indeed something that must be done.

After thinking for a while, Logan felt that he really should get a woman. It was not difficult for him to find a woman anyway. His identity as Young Master Jefferson was available to him, and so many women were eager to pounce on him just for that.

Logan contemplated it in his mind and finally got an idea. Of course, an idea should be implemented, so he changed his clothes and went out.

Meanwhile, John got busy in the company for a while, and then left the company. William also left, presumably to go and get the marriage certificate with Matilda.

Not long after John drove out of the company, he received a call from his subordinates, saying that they had almost zeroed in on Isabelle's location. They said that Isabelle was locked up in a farmyard in the outer suburbs. Not far from it were the train tracks, and the sound Sophia had heard should be the sound of the train passing by. There were many people watching around Isabelle, and her phone should have been taken away by Elder Mr. Bailey again.

John answered, "I see." Then, he immediately called another subordinate and gave some orders. The subordinate was a wily one and immediately said that he knew what to do.

John drove the car to the warehouse. There were still a few people locked up inside, and they had lost all their initial obstinacy. John had left them there for quite a while, and now all they wanted was for someone to come over and ask them questions. They would give up everything they knew, and then leave this god-forsaken place.

John got out of the car at the warehouse and walked to the entrance. Instead of rushing in, he simply smoked a cigarette next to the door first. His subordinate opened the door and went in before him, seemingly saying something to the people inside. When he came out, he heard the people inside calling his name desperately, saying that they had something to say to him.

It didn't take long for the roles to be reversed. Before this, when he wanted to get information from them, those people didn't want to tell him. Now, the same people were crying and begging to tell him.

John wandered outside for a while before going in. When those people saw him, it was as if they had seen hope.