The Returning Ex

“It’s for the greater good,” said Isabelle, which had some truth to it.

Logan sat down before turning to face John. “Have a seat and some water. You performed well too.”

Failing to stifle a laugh, John commented, “You did well too, seeing that the journalists were so scared of you that they didn’t dare to ask you a single question.”

Upon hearing John’s comment, Logan leaned against his seat while crossing his legs. “I hate people like them, as all they could do was pick at us. Their reports were what stirred the pot when there really wasn’t much to see. They just want everyone to be miserable.”

After brooding on it, Sophia asked, “Are we going to wait here until the banquet is finished?”

“That won’t be necessary. I saw the doors leading to the dance floor opened, and there were already some people there,” explained John.

had Sophia learn some dance moves with the reasoning that Sophia might need to know about it in case she needed to accompany John on some

Sophia wore a smile when she realized Matilda might have been simply trying to make things difficult for her by having her attend all sorts of classes, only to cancel them

lack of interest on Sophia’s part, Logan was, on the contrary, quite the eager learner. There was a dance floor in his clubhouse, where he would sometimes enjoy himself without a care in his skills; he

this day, she could imagine the chain flinging around in the air while he danced. He was, afterall, a man of action, so he stood upon saying so while holding onto Sophia’s hand.

burst into laughter. “Are you even

while saying, “I am also curious if

and Logan, Isabelle for once, decided to say something. “I would like to see

into tagging along since even Isabelle decided to go, so she stood while announcing, “You’d better listen properly here. I can’t dance, so I’ll only go with you to

cheerful glint in Isabelle’s eyes while