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

relationship was hostile back then, but it has indeed improved by leaps and bounds

because she knew that if she were to ask further, he’d only

business was at its peak hour at this time, so 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 care, but there was a girl sitting beside him now, hugging his arm and resting her entire body against his shoulder to boot. Somewhat discomfited to have others witnessing this, he suggested, “Let’s go upstairs. There are too many people

before the corners of her mouth curved up and the expression on her face turned a touch profound. Logan, however, didn’t

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

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

puzzlement, not quite understanding her meaning. “Where