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Next One Is a Babe novel Chapter 210

Isabelle was the first to come inside. "Since we had met just now, I wanted to come over here to say hello."

Looking up and down at Isabelle appraisingly, Logan didn't show an obviously upset look, but he clearly didn’t look welcoming as he chuckled and replied, "Miss Bailey, why are you with John today? Were you two discussing business?"

Isabelle remained unperturbed. "Yes, there were some work matters we needed to talk about."

Nodding slowly, Logan said, "No wonder you two got together."

Meanwhile, Sophia simply sat there without moving or talking.

Ian stared at Isabelle for a while, then he smiled. "Mr. Constance, I didn’t expect to meet you here. Sophia is here as well. How about you come in? It would be weird if a married couple like yourselves are separated into two different rooms."

When he said this, Isabelle felt a little awkward at the side. She wasn't stupid, and she could see things clearly. Although the few people inside the room didn't say anything blatantly, it was obvious that they didn't welcome her. So, she simply stood at the side with her lips pursed, the gentle smile on her face still in place.

Sophia glanced at Isabelle, who had a pseudo-smile on her face, an annoying expression that she was an expert in making.

John came over and greeted Logan first. "I saw Old Mr. Jefferson a few days ago and asked about you. He said that you have been at the clubhouse recently."

"Oh, it's nothing. I was just hanging out over there," Logan said.

Isabelle gave an unnoticeable frown; she didn't know that Logan and John were so familiar with each other. Growing a little anxious, she wondered if John would take it to heart since she had said something she shouldn’t have said earlier in the hall.

John grunted. "Old Mr. Jefferson also wanted me to talk to you if I met you. He wanted me to persuade you to go out for a walk around instead of staying at the clubhouse all the time."

Glanced at Sophia, Logan then suddenly smiled. "Ah, I was just bored before. Now that I've found something interesting, I am naturally willing to come out."

Sophia gave him a look of slight disgust.

Looking at Ian, John then said, "We’ve met in Tri Asel, but I didn't know you were Ian Morgan. Please forgive my rudeness."

Ian stood up. "It's okay. I'm abroad all year round. In fact, it's better for me that you didn't know who I am."

Nevertheless, Ian knew that John knew of his identity, so naturally, there was no need to hide it.

John looked at Sophia at last. "Why didn't you tell me you came out? I would have brought you here if I knew you wanted to come." His tone eased a lot, and the gentleness in it was audible.

Sophia knew that it was time to start acting again, so she stretched out her hand at John, and he came directly and took her hand.

Looking up at him, she said, "I didn't want to disturb your business. I knew that you had something to do, so it didn't feel right if I followed along."

Looking down at Sophia, John noted that she seemed to be different from her usual fierce self; she was putting on an act of being demure and well-behaved again right now.

John raised his other hand and placed it on top of Sophia's head, gently rubbing it. "You silly girl."

Sophia looked at Isabelle from the corner of her eyes, and Isabelle also just happened to look over. As their eyes met, Sophia raised her brow. Everytime she butted heads with Isabelle like this without anyone else noticing, Isabelle had always lost to her.

Had it not been for Infinity Group that came up with such a play, John would not have needed her cooperation, so Sophia was actually a little grateful to President McCaw of the company, as well as the oblivious Miss Cox; otherwise, she never would have gotten the opportunity to compete with Isabelle. Thus, she felt pretty good with how things were right now.

However, John also had people he needed to socialize with at his side. There weren't just people from the Baileys in his private room, for William and Matilda were also there.

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