The Returning Ex

Matilda agreed with Sophia. “Yes, you should go. You can only be relieved when you take a look for yourself.”

Logan guffawed. “No, there’s no need for that. I’m not worried at all.”

Sophia leaned her back against the chair. “Then we’re not playing anymore. Your poker skills haven’t improved one bit since we last met.”

Logan gazed at her from the corner of his eye and fell silent.

Since the game was over, the servant resumed his duties. After they chatted for a while, Logan’s phone started ringing again. He picked it up, tutted, and answered the call. “What’s wrong again?”

Upon hearing what the person said over the phone, he scowled. “Really?” He then stood straight up and said, “Alright, where are you? I’m going now. I have to see for myself those people who have the guts to make a scene there.”

hung up the call and turned to Sophia. “Sophia, feel free to continue the game. I have to go now. This

go ahead. We’re comfortable on our own here. Take your

he stepped out of the room, Sophia rose and walked toward the window, where

made a call. Upon listening to what the person said over the phone, he seemed irritated and paced around. A while later, he

around and locked eyes with Matilda. “Something

that he has his own secrets that are kept from you.” She then rose unsteadily

tour, she remained seated

left the room, her phone buzzed. Isabelle had sent her a message to tell her the number of the private room and the time for the meal. In fact, they had discussed it last night, so it

on the message, Matilda smiled and deleted it. Isabelle has lost her confidence. She’s slowly losing the qualities I like about her. Without replying