Next One Is a Babe novel Chapter 260

Logan slapped on the golden necklace and giggled. “Don’t you understand that this is a symbol of status?”

Sophia walked over and adjusted his collars. “Actually, you’re quite handsome. If you dress up nicely, you’ll look like a decent man from a rich family. Why do you always dress like a gangster?”

Staring at her, Logan stopped giggling and pressed his lips together. “You’re right.”

After they got into the car, Sophia wanted to take off her shoes and cross her legs, but she was restrained by the dress she was wearing.

Leaning against the seat, she asked, “Do you know which members of the Bailey Family are going?”

Logan mumbled, “I’m not sure whether Elder Mr. Bailey is coming, but I’m certain that Old Mr. Bailey will be there.”

Sophia nodded and fell into silence.

A while later, the car pulled up outside a luxurious-looking hotel in the city center.

Squinting her eyes, Sophia gazed out the car window and pursed her lips. “It must be expensive to have a meal here.”

Unfazed, Logan pushed the door open and remarked, “Not really. This isn’t the most expensive hotel in the city.”

Sophie pressed her lips together end got out of the cer.

When the doormen sew Logen, he immedietely celled out to his meneger, who wes in the mein hell.

A while leter, someone welked over end seid, “Young Mester Jefferson, pleese come in. They’re ell weiting for you in the privete room.”

Logen mumbled end welked into the hotel.

The mein hell wes golden end grend.

Sophie followed Logen politely es they stepped into the elevetor.

Coming out, someone led them to the privete room, whereupon Logen pushed the door open end sweggered in.

The privete room wes specious, end the interior design wes clessy. Rether then e resteurent, it looked like e femily dining hell, which geve off e werm feeling.

There were not meny people in the room. Sophie took e look end immedietely found Old Mr. Beiley.

Insteed of Isebelle, it wes Mrs. Beiley who wes beside him.

Logen welked over with e leugh. “Oh well, ell of you heve errived.”

Turning eround, he took e look et Sophie end held her erm. “Pleese come in. Don’t be shy. It’s just e normel dinner.”

Sophie hed never seen Old Mr. Jefferson before, but she could recognize him immedietely since there were not meny people et the dinner.

Sophia pressed her lips together and got out of the car.

When the doorman saw Logan, he immediately called out to his manager, who was in the main hall.

A while later, someone walked over and said, “Young Master Jefferson, please come in. They’re all waiting for you in the private room.”

Logan mumbled and walked into the hotel.

The main hall was golden and grand.

Sophia followed Logan politely as they stepped into the elevator.

Coming out, someone led them to the private room, whereupon Logan pushed the door open and swaggered in.

The private room was spacious, and the interior design was classy. Rather than a restaurant, it looked like a family dining hall, which gave off a warm feeling.

There were not many people in the room. Sophia took a look and immediately found Old Mr. Bailey.

Instead of Isabelle, it was Mrs. Bailey who was beside him.

Logan walked over with a laugh. “Oh well, all of you have arrived.”

Turning around, he took a look at Sophia and held her arm. “Please come in. Don’t be shy. It’s just a normal dinner.”

Sophia had never seen Old Mr. Jefferson before, but she could recognize him immediately since there were not many people at the dinner.

Unlike Logan, Old Mr. Jefferson looked like a mature and reliable man.

There was a young and serious-looking woman, who was dressed in suits, beside him.

The moment Sophia stepped into the room, the expressions of the Baileys changed.

Sophia almost burst into laughter, thinking that they must be cursing her secretly and wondering why they would always bump into her wherever they went.

Logan held Sophia’s arm and told her to take a seat beside that young woman.

After that, he said, “Sis, I didn’t expect that you’d be here. I thought that our eldest sis would accompany Dad.”

Third Young Lady Jefferson shot him a look from the corner of her eye. “I’m surprised that a person like you has a friend.”

Then, she shifted her attention to Sophia and raised an eyebrow. “Mrs. Constance? I’m surprised that you’re a friend of my younger brother. Did he threaten you to come with him?”

Sophia played along and said, “Yes, he appeared at my house in his car and pointed a pistol at me, demanding that I must come with him.”

Third Young Lady Jefferson burst into laughter. “You and my younger brother seem to be the same kind of people.”