Chapter 145


    From the beginning to the end, John didn’t show much astonishment or surprise at Sophia’s


    appearance, so despite the two people praising her to the skies at the side, she merely felt that it was


    passable. I probably won’t stand out at a party filled with stunning beauties.


    After scrutinizing herself from head to toe and finding no ws, Sophia then changed back into her


    clothes, leaving the makeup to be removed at hometer. I wonder how much this evening gown costs.


    Ah, no matter. It’s not my money anyway.


    When she’d packed the shoes as well, John took them over to the car. Meanwhile, Sophia got into the


    car after bidding the two people farewell. “I’m starving.”


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    While putting on his seatbelt, John suggested, “Let’s dine out.” It’s sote now. If we’re to go home and


    cook now, it might be a while yet before we get to eat.


    Sophia was actually feelingzy, so she nodded. “Sure.”


    The car drove toward the city center. At this time, the nightlife had just begun, so traffic was rather


    heavy, forcing John to drive rtively slower. “What do you want to eat?”


    Leaning against the window, Sophia gazed out. “I’m not picky. Let’s just eat whatever you want to eat.”


    He’s a picky eater, after all.


    Upon hearing this, John sped up slightly and headed toward a restaurant right ahead. There were quite


    a number of cars in front of the restaurant now, but the valet at the entrance instantly jogged over as


    soon as he saw John since he was a regr patron here. John alighted with Sophia, upon which the


    valet smiled brightly. “Mr. Constance, this must be Mrs. Constance. Good evening.”


    John handed him the car key. “Good evening.” The valet then drove the car away, while John steered


    Sophia into the restaurant. He had his regr private room, so the server led the way along a long


    corridor that was lined with private rooms on both sides.


    They’d only taken a few steps when the door of a private room at the side swung open. It was a server


    the room, and naturally, the people inside likewise caught sight of her and John.


    Sophia smacked her lips. Damn it, it’s just a small world. Isabelle was sitting in the room, and beside


    her was Elder Mr. Bailey. These were the two persons she’d seen before, so the others in there today


    had to be of the Bailey Family as well. In the blink of an eye, John had also glimpsed the people in the


    room. He hesitated slightly, and Sophia could sense that he was reluctant to stop.


    The server then wanted to close the door behind him after exiting, but Isabelle blurted, “Wait!”


    Nheless, one couldn’t be certain whether she was directing this to the server or John outside.


    The server stopped short and opened the door. “Yes? Is there anything else?”


    Isabelle got up and went over in a few steps. Meanwhile, John had already taken several strides


    forward while the server was about to close the door. Coming over, Isabelle stood by the door. “Mr.


    Constance.”


    Standing beside John, Sophia surreptitiously reached out and took his arm. Halting, John turned and


    looked at Isabelle. “Miss Bailey, what a coincidence!”


    Upon seeing this, the server retreated. There was, however, another server who’d been leading John to


    his private room, and that person was standing beside Sophia. Sophia arched an eyebrow. “Is anything


    the matter?”


    Isabelle was momentarily taken aback before she smiled. “No, I just found it quite the coincidence.”


    Her face devoid of expression, Sophia turned and said to the server, “Please lead the way.” Perhaps it


    was because she had on exquisite makeup today, for she felt incredibly confident now, unafraid of


    anyone.


    After Sophia and John entered their private room, John ordered. There were no changes to be


    discerned from his expression, and Sophia didn’t mention Isabelle either.


    The server then left after they’d ordered, and John fished out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket after


    a moment’s deliberation. He took a cigarette and lit it before taking a puff. Pursing her lips, Sophia


    grumbled inwardly, Back when we’d just gotten divorced, he still asked me whether I minded for


    courtesy’s sake, but now, he doesn’t even bother asking. This rat b*stard had truly changed a lot, huh?