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.”

they’re not good at expressing themselves. I assure you that they’re not thugs. We

“I’m sorry that I’m not going to your place for a cup of tea because I’ve been suffering from insomnia recently,

his resolute rejection, Old Mr. Bailey

say, “If there’s nothing important you need to tell me, I’m hanging up the call now. I’m sure you’re aware

meaning in his words as the Baileys had failed in their attempt to secure some projects recently, so they had no project

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

waved his phone at the bodyguards. Following that, he got into his car, started

glances, not understanding what John meant. They knew that John gave Old Mr. Bailey a call, but did their boss let

call, he directly reprimanded them and hung up the call. The bodyguards gazed at each other, not