The Returning Ex

However, Kate had a smile on her face, so she seemed quite spirited. Sophia examined Kate before moving closer to John. “She seems to be of the same age as your grandmother.”

By that point, John already stood up. “She’s older than my grandmother.”

Kate showed up to thank her guests for attending the event, which she then followed up with more pleasantries. Also, she told them to go get the food that was served at the rear end of the venue. It was about time to let the banquet begin as a lot of the guests arrived early in the morning without having breakfast.

Sophia, John and Logan walked up to the tables as soon as it began, while Old Mr. Jefferson and Old Mrs. Constance gathered around the same table, leaving the youngsters to their own separate tables.

As Logan was the one who brought Sophia along, she followed him to the table while John tagged along. Upon witnessing that, Sophia turned to ask John, “Why are you following me?”

John responded with a frown on his face. “I am not following you but Logan. What’s wrong with that?”

of teaming up with me earlier on, but he didn’t get the chance to do so. Come

her father about it, Isabelle joined them, which was something Sophia admired her for. If they switched positions, Sophia would never do as she did, as she would

seat by that point, but none of them were in a hurry as there were plenty of seats. After everybody was seated, there were a few more empty

his tie.

to sit down by their table as soon as they saw who occupied it, so despite the commotion, their table ended up being occupied by them four. Logan was delighted with the space they had, so he immediately moved his chair while saying, “Come on, instead of squeezing together, let’s make more space since

a shove before demanding, “You, move

her. His response annoyed Sophia, so she moved away on her own while wearing a smirk, which John couldn’t help but laugh at. Isabelle could only pretend to not have seen any of their

table, so John called out to him, The waiter responded by coming up to him quickly. “I would like some warm milk,” said John. Then, as if suddenly remembering something else, he turned to Isabelle and asked, “Would you like some as well? We’ll order two of that if you

John was trying to imply, Isabelle simply smiled and replied, “No, thank you.