The Returning Ex

Isabelle was dressed modestly this time; a complete change from her previous flashy outfits.

The two of them chose to meet up at a cafe and ordered nothing else but coffee.

This meant that none of them were planning to stay for a long time.

John took the initiative to speak up first. “What happened? What do you want to tell me?”

Isabelle pushed her phone forward. “I don’t understand what these are, so can you investigate them for me? It’s hard for me to do it alone.”

However, John stared at Isabelle instead of her phone. “Are you sure that you trust me?”

Isabelle nodded, and she sounded genuine when she said, “Look at me. I have no one else around me and you’re the only one that I trust at this point.”

Isabelle looked lonely as she leaned back onto the chair and continued to say, “To be honest, I don’t have a lot of friends. I never had any free time since I was young to begin with, so I never had the chance to actually befriend anyone.”

so she wasn’t allowed to express herself

with Mrs. Bailey, they all had their own objectives. One could say that debutantes that often joined dinner parties had their own agendas, and none of them really treated each other

reviewing herself for these past two days, and she realized that she wasn’t as good as

as Logan, who would do

suddenly recalled Logan tearing the gown that she wanted to get that one time because

was really pissed back then, she couldn’t help but feel envious

not even his father could

that her life was way worse

phone and started

was overwhelmed by the sheer amount of information from

the purchase accounts were obviously abnormal and the purchase details were encoded so that they couldn’t tell what

to keep the details of whatever

at Isabelle.

John for a while before answering,