The Returning Ex

Before Isabelle could say anything, Sophia said, “If you want it, you can say it. I can give it to you if you want. It’s just a dress. No big deal.” She then told Joseph, “Mr. Ronald, give this to Miss Bailey.”

The color drained from Isabelle’s face. They might be talking about the dress, but she knew what Sophia was saying. Of course, Mrs. Bailey knew it too, so she frowned. “What do you mean ‘give it to her’? It’s not yours to begin with. Know your place. Taking what’s not yours never ends well. See? You’re already divorced.”

Sophia was going to let her temper flare, but Logan was quicker, for he calmly went to the mannequin and tore the black dress apart at the seams. Then, he arched his eyebrow. “Yeah, it never ends well.” He arched his eyebrow. “For example, I might just ruin it.”

Joseph looked shocked, but he said nothing. Meanwhile, Logan chuckled. “If we can’t have this dress, then nobody can.”

wonder they say he’s a troublemaker. He was behaving like the day he rioted at the Morgan Residence. This is

him, her hand trembling with anger, but Logan merely sneered at her. “Do you have anything else you like?” he asked

decent, so Sophia pointed her chin at it. “This one.” Then, she looked at Isabelle. “Do you like this one as well?

they could, including her. She wasn’t scared

Isabelle was not saying anything, Sophia told Joseph, “Looks like Miss Bailey

quickly asked his staff to pack the dress, then Logan and Sophia went to pay for it. When the bill came, Sophia wanted to foot it herself, but that made Logan feel insulted. “I’ve never let any

smiled. “Treat me to a