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The Returning EX (Sophia and John)

Chapter 262
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Sophia kept the smile on her face because she was an educated lady. “Ah, my husband has a

business dinner to attend today. In fact, I didn’t want to come here because this is your private dinner,

so I don’t think it’s appropriate for me to be here. However, Logan insisted that I should tag along,

saying that it wasn’t a formal dinner.”

Third Young Lady Jefferson was startled by what Sophia said.

She took a look at Logan, who was smiling at Sophia like a fool.

Then, she shifted her attention to Sophia, who was confident and unflustered.

In that instant, she heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that finally, someone was able to deal with her

younger brother, who had been a headache for the family.

Old Mr. Bailey smiled faintly and fell into silence.

Third Young Lady Jefferson mumbled, “Indeed, this isn’t a formal dinner. It’s wonderful that you’ve

joined this private dinner.”

Her words had upset the Baileys because she didn’t seem to have any regard for them.

Sophia smiled and said thanks.

Since everyone was there, a waiter came in and put down the menus.

Afraid that Sophia would be bored, Logan kept introducing the dishes to her.

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Sophia casually ordered two dishes and put down the menu.

After that, Third Young Lady Jefferson gazed at Old Mr. Bailey and said, “I heard that the Baileys have

formed a business partnership with the Constances. Congratulations.”

Old Mr. Bailey laughed and explained, “This partnership is a win-win situation. We’re facing an

economic downturn now, therefore we have to partner up with the equals to defend our market share.”

There was obviously a hidden message in his words.

Smiling, Third Young Lady Jefferson nodded and said yes. It wasn’t certain whether she agreed with

what Old Mr. Bailey had said.

Not understanding any of these, Logan kept chatting with Sophia.

With a lowered voice, he asked Sophia whether John really had to attend a business dinner.

In fact, Sophia wasn’t certain whether John was going to do something else, although he claimed that

he had to attend a business dinner.

Logan took out his phone and hid it under the table. “Why don’t I send him a message and ask him

about it?”

Not minding it, Sophia shrugged. “Whatever.”

Giggling, Logan sent John a message with his phone under the table and said, “What did you do

today? I had wanted to look for you in the afternoon because I was bored.”

Sophia placed her hand on the table to support her chin and tilted her body toward Logan. With a

smiling gaze, she replied, “I wouldn’t have time for you even if you came to look for me. I went to the

shop this afternoon. The renovation will commence soon.”

“Oh, that’s quick.” Logan continued, “Do you need my help? If you don’t understand anything, just

inform me, and I’ll settle it for you.”

Sophia burst into laughter upon hearing that. Unlike the rumors about him, Logan was actually a naive

man.

Then, she said gently, “There’s no need. I’ll look for John when there’s a problem. You’re my trump

card, which should be reserved for the most critical moments.”

Although she was apparently teasing him, Logan was genuinely happy. “Alright, since you have said

so, just call me if you want to do anything in the future. I promise that I’ll support you with my money

and power.”

Sophia stared at him for a while and curled her lips. “Sure, don’t forget about your promise.”

Logan suddenly changed the topic and said cheekily, “Sophia, please be honest with me. Do you have

any sisters that you can introduce to me?”

Sophia’s expression turned dark immediately, and she said regrettably, “I just thought that you had

become decent. Look, you can’t even keep the pretense on for one minute.”

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