The Returning Ex

Zack wanted to check on Sophia’s dessert store renovation and bid goodbye to John before leaving.

Back in the office, John organized the documents brought to him by Zack that needed to be signed. After this, he was required to meet up with another client before he could go home.

To be honest, it was not John’s responsibility to meet up with the said client because William had stated that the client should be under Dylan’s purview. It was John who had volunteered to help out.

However, he was not sure why he wanted to take over more work. Just like before, he probably didn’t want to be home early. He had arranged to meet the client in a tea room because the particular client was not fussy.

After he packed his stuff, he called the client, who happened to be out. The client got the call and decided to meet up at a tea room nearby for convenience.

John knew the area that the client was in, and he drove his car over. The tea room was empty, so the two did not go to the private room on the second floor.

The establishment had exquisite interior decor that recreated the feel of the Victorian era.

John and the client took their seats near the window. The sound of high-pitched parlor music could be heard from the speaker behind the bar. The cashier saw that there were not many customers around and started to hum along.

courteous to John, saying that he had wanted to treat John to dinner and talk business but was unable to do so because he had

the meetup this time was primarily to discuss the arrangements for stock delivery. He was a long-time client and had been meeting with John a lot over

them up directly to John without going

Before they could finish their pot of tea, they were done confirming the

working with this client because they did not need to waste time

wrapping up the discussion, the client had to leave, but John remained in the tea room. The streets were packed with traffic at the city’s peak hour. He held a teacup in his hand while observing

eyes were randomly moving around the scene, but suddenly, his expression changed when he noticed

in his vision. He was familiar with the model and the plate number of the car. It rolled to a stop at a

took a good look at the signage of the restaurant. It was not a high-end place but just another affordable

the car door on the side facing the tea room. Next, Ian walked

passenger seat with an obvious look of distaste at their choice of restaurant. He pointed at the signage and launched

Ian to follow her in. None of them paid any attention to Logan and his tantrum, walking deep into the