The Returning Ex

When the cars stopped beside John, two men, who appeared to be bodyguards, got out of the vehicles. One of them said in a respectful manner, “Mr. Constance, our master would like to meet you. Will you come with us?”

Without moving, John questioned with a smile, “What if I refuse?”

The bodyguards traded glances, and one of them said, “Mr. Constance, please don’t make it hard for us. We’re just executing the order.”

With a sneer, John fished out his phone and dialed a number—he was calling Old Mr. Bailey.

When the call was connected, Old Mr. Bailey asked smilingly, “John, are you done with your business?”

In a mild tone, John replied, “Mr. Bailey, if you have anything to tell me, just speak to me over the phone. There’s no need to send two men over. If the passersby see this, they might think I’m troubled by some thugs, which isn’t good for my reputation.”

for a cup of tea. You must have misunderstood my subordinates because they’re not good at expressing themselves. I assure you that they’re not thugs. We live

place for a cup of tea because I’ve been suffering from insomnia recently, and my doctor has advised against drinking

resolute rejection, Old

confident manner, John put on a smile and went on to say, “If there’s nothing important you need to tell me, I’m hanging up the call now. I’m sure you’re aware that I’m burdened with some

Mr. Bailey understood the hidden meaning in his words as the Baileys had failed in their attempt to secure some projects recently, so they

past. As expected, there’s something wrong with him. It seems that I was

and waved his phone at the bodyguards.

exchanged glances, not understanding what John meant. They knew that John gave Old Mr. Bailey a call, but did their boss let him go just like this? After John’s car was out of sight, one of them dialed their

them and hung up the call. The bodyguards gazed at each other, not understanding what was