Next One Is a Babe

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Noticing the frosty expression on John’s face, Elder Mr. Bailey guffawed. “John, I guess you’ve missed the mark.”

Seeing that Elder Mr. Bailey wasn’t intending to hide matters, John pursed his lips and asked directly, “Where is she? Where have you taken her?”

Hearing that, Elder Mr. Bailey could hardly contain his happiness, as it was written all over his face. “Did you expect me to strike during the evening? Clearly, you’ve underestimated me. Didn’t you hear from your grandpa about me? I’m not someone who will lose out. To be honest with you, even without the shadow bank, I still have my own ways in coming up with another one. Frankly, it doesn’t affect me much, but what disappoints me most is your attitude. After all these years, I’ve never met anyone who dares to scheme against me. You’re the first, and will most likely be the last.”

I wonder where in the world did this old man gain such self-confidence.

Darting a side glance at Logan, Elder Mr. Bailey went on, “Did you even think that just by bringing him along, everything would be fine? Let me get this straight—once I've set my mind to something, there’s no stopping me.”

Unwilling to continue with this subject, John asked, “What do you want?”

Lifting the corner of his mouth, Elder Mr. Bailey said, “I know you're a smart man, John. Which is why I've tried many times to make peace with you. If you can be together with Belle, I swear I’ll be the person behind to support you. You can even be the head of the Constance Family.”

Annoyed, John no longer wished to listen to his rambling and repeated, “What exactly do you want?”

Staring at John for a moment, Elder Mr. Bailey seemed frustrated and sighed. “You're the smartest person I've seen so far, but you’re too smart for your own good.”

Walking toward the window, Elder Mr. Bailey stood there with his arms folded. “What I want is simple—whatever evidence that's in your hands, whether it's about the shadow bank or the Baileys, surrender them all back to me. Of course, you have to swear to leave yourself out of this.”

Upon thinking about it, John asked, “Back when Sophia was out one day, there were two cars tailing after her, and they were about to harm her. Was it you who sent those men?”

Instead of answering that question directly, he turned to face John, a disappointed look on his face.

From the looks on his face, John could vaguely guess his answer.

With a smirk, John sneered, “You raised a hand against my wife, and you expect me to not retaliate? Where’s the logic in this?”

Lifting an eyebrow, Elder Mr. Bailey gnashed his teeth and snapped, “It’s her own fault for getting in my way.”

At that, John figured there was no point going on with the discussion.

Meanwhile, Sophia held onto her phone as she could clearly hear the conversation between John and Elder Mr. Bailey from the other end.

Pressing her lips together, she hung up the call and searched for a contact in her phone. When she did, she called the number.

Once the line got through, a man sounded from the other side and asked who she was.