The Returning Ex

He couldn’t stay here, so after John had greeted everyone here in the private room, he went over to his own private room with Isabelle.

As Sophia stared at Isabelle’s back when she left, she let out a laugh, which caused Isabelle to turn halfway and looked at Sophia when she had just reached the doorway.

Sophia pointed her middle finger right at her, causing Isabelle to be taken aback, her expression turning ugly. Then, she turned around and left, looking quite angry. She probably never would have imagined that Sophia would be so blatant by making such an unseemly gesture.

Everyone in the room saw this action of Sophia’s clearly. When Isabelle’s figure was completely out of their sight, Sophia burst into laughter. Logan also laughed, and he was laughing even harder than Sophia. Ian, who was at the side, shook his head helplessly, while Robin seemed a little confused; she couldn’t tell what was going on.

After a few laughs, Logan gave Sophia a thumbs up. “Sophia, I like your style. You are very much like me.”

Sophia snorted at him, as if she was looking down on him.

next to him, “I have to admit; you two really are

it hadn’t been for Old Mr. Jefferson giving him a look from the side, he probably would have gotten into

it, seeming like she was admitting to it herself. “You have a good relationship with Ian,” Sophia said. “I will believe that you are different from those who pretend to

was a little unhappy. “Let’s be friends? Aren’t we already

snorted. “We weren’t before, but after drinking this glass,

didn’t think of me as a friend before, and I had ordered

as well, livening up the atmosphere once more as the few of them sat down and began stuffing

was obviously very happy on this day; he was like a monkey, squatting on his chair as he acted like a good

want, but can you sit down properly? I keep feeling like

a crab leg for you just now.