The Returning Ex

The moment Dylan walked in, he sat down on the chair across from John. “I’ve heard about the Baileys. Why do you not want to deal with them yourself?”

Reaching out for the file on the table, John said, “Not exactly. I’ve been too occupied lately and can’t oversee everything.”

With a smirk, Dylan asked, “What happened? Did you have an argument with Miss Bailey or something?”

“Of course not,” denied John without sparing Dylan a glance. “Why would I argue with her? We’re business partners, after all. A cordial relationship is crucial for more wealth to come.”

Pressing his lips together, Dylan said, “I certainly don’t mind accepting this job. As for the Baileys, I’m afraid they may not be pleased. I’m sure someone will contact you once I’ve informed them about this arrangement.”

Chuckling, John said, “Mind you, I’m not sold to their family. It’s just a simple reshuffling within our company, so we don’t really need to care about what they have to say.”

Saying that, John cast a quick glance at Dylan. “I’ve heard that your blind dates didn’t go too well.”

Leaning against the chair, Dylan stared at John. “Not everyone of us is as lucky as you are.”

John asked,

least from what I see, you’re

that sentence. “Come to think of it, I do have

you really shouldn’t be that picky. Who knows, sometimes, marrying someone you’re not

saying this is because you’ve met the right person. Put yourself in my shoes—without knowing what the future holds, I bet you’ll make the same decision as I

his lips into a

he would turn them down

indirect sources and even inquired about the Bailey Family. In the end, he had agreed to the arranged

Mr. Constance chucked Sophia at his face, he was

give advice than to take it. When

but hesitated. “About you and Sophia,

Dylan continued, “I’ve heard that you’ve got

twitched. Got back together

chance to make up for my mistakes, and it also depends on my performance. Sadly, she never agreed to marry me again. No plans for