The Returning Ex

As of now, John started to notice the annoying side of her. Clearly, he had been quite frank with her, but she chose to be ignorant of the situation. Annoyed by her continuous pestering, John was beginning to feel a flicker of irritation.

Feeling reluctant to answer the call, John waited for a little while longer. Once the line was connected, Isabelle’s voice sounded from the phone. “John, I’ve heard of the changes within the Constance Group. Is it true that Young Master Dylan will handle our orders from now on?”

“I guess Dylan has contacted your company about it. I have a lot on my plate lately, so from today onward, he will be handling all matters with your company. Considering your company usually places bulk orders, it’ll be better for both sides if there is a person in charge to oversee everything.”

Lowering her voice, Isabelle muttered, “John, is it because of me?”

With his brows knitted together, John chided, “What about you? We’re business partners. I’m not someone who will allow anyone to affect my work.” Obviously, there was a sudden change in his tone, and John sounded cross.

say. Miss Bailey, I need to get busy now, so if you have any work-related matters, feel

had a frosty look on his face, and he couldn’t help

in the morning, John had been busy with work. When it was around noon, he grabbed his coat and took the elevator downstairs. On his way driving toward Sophia’s place, the traffic was a little heavy. When he stopped at the traffic

odd—in the lane next to his, there was a car situated about two cars behind him. Strangely, the window of the passenger seat was wound down, and a person stuck his head out, as though he was trying to catch a glimpse of

suspicious. In any case, regardless of whatever he was looking at, that certainly was a rather strange behavior. After giving

a car tailing after him right from the start, he

of the car behind him, John drove at his usual