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?”

“You seem to have quite a

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

that if she were to ask further, he’d only continue singing Lola’s praises which she didn’t want

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

expression on her face turned a touch profound. Logan, however, didn’t notice it at all. Getting to his feet, he strode toward the staircase. Jasmine then stood

with a poker table they normally used to play poker and the other with a sofa and coffee table. He

when she walked in, Jasmine unintentionally

puzzlement, not quite understanding her meaning. “Where else could I be