The Returning Ex

Turning around, Logan walked over to the sofa and plopped down. “It’s very late now, so we could’ve just met up tomorrow. Why did you come over?”

Jasmine went over and sat down beside him. Instead of answering him, she questioned him in return, asking, “You said you have something urgent tonight, so what did you discuss with Miss Hunt during dinner?”

Logan hummed thoughtfully. “Well, the matter of the shadow bank we spoke of during the meal back then. There’s some progress now, so I informed her about it.”

At this, Jasmine nodded. “Oh, I see.” Mild relief suffused her.

Logan snorted. “If not? What else could we be discussing?”

seem to have quite

were actually threaded with an implicit meaning. A normal person would definitely be able to tell, but Logan was no normal person in matters of the heart. He even murmured in assent. “Our relationship was hostile back then, but it has indeed improved by leaps and bounds lately. I think she’s not really malicious. I used to feel that she always targeted me, but it now

only nod. She didn’t continue speaking of this topic, mainly because she knew that if she were to ask further, he’d only continue singing Lola’s praises which she didn’t

quite a number of people were coming and going in the lobby. After sitting there for some time, Logan noticed that many people had been casting glances in his direction. He usually didn’t

turned a touch profound. Logan, however, didn’t notice it at all.

poker room. The poker room was divided into two segments, one with a poker table they normally used to play poker and the other with

in, Jasmine unintentionally blurted, “So, this is where you’re taking

in puzzlement, not quite understanding her meaning. “Where