The Returning Ex

Logan’s head snapped to the side, and he stared at her for a few seconds. Seemingly having thought of something, he finally agreed, “Okay.” The two of them then climbed into the car, and he drove straight to Constance Residence.

It was Jasmine’s first time coming to such a high-end place, so she was a tad stunned when she stepped into the compound. This villa on the hillside really looks low-key yet resplendent!

Sophia and John were sitting in the garden, chatting about something or other. As soon as Logan alighted from the car, he heard Sophia’s raucous laughter. He instantly strode in that direction, while Jasmine followed closely behind him.

It was only then did Jasmine realize the gap between her and Logan. She’d known that his family was wealthy as evidenced from his clubhouse. After all, not anyone could establish such a lavish clubhouse. Yet, it was a place where he could do as he wished, making the astronomical affluence of the Jefferson Family evident.

I’ve underthought it back then, mistakenly assuming that the Jefferson Family’s wealth was merely a matter of inheritance from the previous generation. He isn’t a person who flaunts his riches in particular, nor is he one who’s class-conscious, so I gradually blurred the disparity between us as time went by. However, now that she saw his friends’ affluence, she finally realized the vast chasm between them. Otherwise, the saying, ‘birds of a feather flock together,’ wouldn’t exist. Rich people always befriend others who are equally rich.

of her

extended her gaze beyond him, but there was no sign of Lola. So, he only brought Jasmine this time. Getting to her feet with John, she blurted, “Why are you so free today,

pockets, Logan studied her stomach intently. “Why has your stomach grown bigger when it’s just been a few

right. I think so, too. It’s really growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.” However, she then chuckled.

plopping down onto a chair. The moment he spoke, he talked business with John, inquiring about his plan during Ernest’s birthday

to join us as well? We can then discuss together, and Miss Hunt can have a rough idea of what might possibly transpire that

nodded at once. “That’s a good idea. I’ll phone her right away,