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Jasmine turned her attention to Logan with a gentle look on her face, making the latter feel uncomfortable. “Well,
here we are. See you soon.”
Jasmine responded with an affirmative grunt and kissed his cheek before she hastily got out of the car. Meanwhile,
Logan was left dumbfounded with a pair of furrowed brows as he gently rubbed his cheek. What’s the meaning of
this? I totally didn’t see that coming. Logan continued to sit in his car, recalling the conversation he just had with
her. Was that her reply to what I told her earlier about me having feelings for her? At the thought of that, Logan let
out a sigh as he felt a heavy load on his chest.
In the meantime, Sophia and John were on their way back to the Constance Residence when Sophia said, “Logan is
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇta simple-minded person, and I can tell that he and Jasmine have no feelings for each other. In fact, it was obvious
that he enjoyed exchanging repartee with Lola, and he got so carried away that he neglected his ‘girlfriend’.”
At the same time, John had also observed Jasmine’s stiff expression when she was left out in the corner. “Yeah,
even I saw that too, but I’m surprised that Logan didn’t notice that at all.”
Sophia leaned back on her seat and said, “Can you remember how he treated Miss Hunt back there? Despite their
mean putdowns, their interaction kind of seemed like a couple flirting with each other. After all, who would have
expected that Logan and Lola would grow so much closer to each other?”
As soon as they arrived at the Constance Residence, John walked Sophia to the main building before returning to
the office. Then, Sophia turned around and gazed at John, asking him a question. “How are your mom and dad? I
haven’t seen Madam Flintstone in a while.”
John replied, “Oh, my dad is having the happiest moments in his life these few days, so you can say they’re doing
pretty good.” After that, he added, “By the way, Madam Yolanda dropped by
Sophia laughed in response and said, “It appears that she didn’t hear what she wanted from your dad.” At that
moment, Sophia disapproved of Yolanda’s actions as she reckoned the latter should keep her distance from William
since he had already remarried Matilda.
I hope she is not going to behave like Isabelle. Then, John pinched his wife’s face gently and turned around to
leave. Meanwhile, Sophia stood by the doorstep and stretched herself before heading upstairs. I guess the hefty
lunch is making me sleepy. After making her way to the room, Sophia closed the curtains and lay down in bed. At
that time, her phone vibrated, whereupon she reached for it and found that it was Isabelle calling. This is funny.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhat does this lady want from me? She then slowly sat up straight and answered the call. “Hello, Sophia.” Isabelle
greeted her the moment the call connected. Sophia responded with a nonchalant grunt and said, “Oh, it’s you.
What’s up?” Isabelle said, “I believe you’ve heard about Uncle Ernest’s birthday, right? So, I just wanted to show my
sincerity on behalf of my family by personally inviting you to the celebration.” Sophia was stunned upon hearing
that. “Oh really? Why do you care whether I’ll be there or not?” With no intentions to sugar-coat her words, she
directly added, “It sounds like you’re up to something. After all, you and I both know that we’re not that close to
each other anyway.” Isabelle replied with a gentle voice, “Why would you think of me that way? I admit that I used
to treat John as someone more than just a friend back then, but I’ve stopped doing that ever since you both
remarried. So, please rest assured, Miss Gwendolyn.”