Chapter 146


    The speed of service here was very quick, for it felt as though only moments had passed before the


    server started serving the dishes. John ordered a lot of dishes, taking up half the table despite it being


    just the two of them.


    Sophia had long since waited with her cutlery ready, so she took the first bite. Then, she mumbled,


    “Why did you order so much food? Are you in a bad mood?”


    John scoffed. “I thought this is your preference.”


    Sophia was taken aback before she remembered that she ordered a feast the day she got divorced


    from him in a deliberate attempt to vent. Actually, she only wanted to upset him, but that was, in fact,


    the happiest day for a person who didn’t love his spouse. Thus, nothing she did worked in ruining his


    mood. She said nothing, merely ate with her head lowered.


    Just after John had finished smoking his cigarette, the door of the private room was opened. However,


    it wasn’t just Isabelle who came in, for she was apanied by another man. Raising her eyes,


    Sophia stole a nce. This man isn’t Elder Mr. Bailey, so he must be Old Mr. Bailey.


    John stood up. “Old Mr. Bailey.” Old Mr. Bailey’s expression was rather dour, and he was wearing a


    long face. Truthfully speaking, Sophia could understand. After all, it was said that he blew his gasket


    when John went over personally to break off the engagement.


    The humiliation at having the engagement called off was one thing, but the other thing was probably


    the fact that the socialite, Young Lady Isabelle Bailey, actually lost to someone of her background.


    Thus, it was indeed degrading to Old Mr. Bailey.


    Sophia, however, didn’t stand up. She merely continued eating while sitting down. I don’t know these


    people, so why should I be so pretentious?


    Isabelle stood beside Old Mr. Bailey with a faint smile on her face. Sophia thought, She must have


    practiced smiling in front of a mirror to achieve such a perfect smile, neither overdone nor understated.


    Isabelle then said, “I came over to greet you since I saw you. There’ll be inevitable contact between us


    considering the coboration between our families, so I hope that you’ll take it easy on me in the future,


    Mr. Constance.” Inevitable contact? Sophia scoffed. Is she purposely directing that to me? John merely


    smiled without responding.


    A few secondster, Old Mr. Bailey shifted his gaze to Sophia, disdain written all over his face. Hah,


    rich people are just pompous, feeling as though they’re superior to others and acting as though they’re


    not human just because they have a pretty penny. Sophia didn’t even spare the two of them a single


    nce.


    There was a te of steamed crabs on the table, so she broke off a crab leg and ate with relish, the


    sounds so loud that they were difficult to ignore. John merely lowered his eyes and nced at her


    without saying anything. Old Mr. Bailey, however, frowned.


    At this time, Isabelle greeted, “Hello, Miss Gwendolyn.”


    Languidly lifting her head, Sophia looked at Isabelle, chuckling mildly. “You’re wrong.” Both Isabelle and


    Old Mr. Bailey startled, not at all understanding her meaning. Tossing the crab leg shell onto the table,


    Sophia took a tissue and wiped her hands.


    “Please address me as Mrs. Constance.” After saying that, she tilted her head and gazed at John, her


    expression slightly sultry even as her voice softened. “Isn’t that right, hubby?” This endearment of


    ‘hubby’ had goose bumps rising all over her body.


    John, on the other hand, had quite theposure and managed to keep his expression cid. He


    even seemed to have smirked slightly. “Yup.”


    Sophia then cocked an eyebrow at Isabelle, her expression indiscernible as to whether it was


    provocative in nature. Isabelle’s expression remained unchanged with a smile on her lips, whereas Old


    Mr. Bailey at the side pulled an even longer face.


    Pulling his gaze away from Sophia, Old Mr. Bailey looked at John once more. “I’m nning to have you


    in charge of the coboration between ourpanies, and I’ve also mentioned this to your father, to


    which he agreed.”


    John murmured an acknowledgment. “I’ll just go along with whatever was decided.”


    Sophia inwardly rolled her eyes, derision etched on her face. The Baileys seem to becking in morals.


    No matter what the situation was in the past, John Constance is a married man in the eyes of the public


    now. However, not only are they not being circumspect, but they’re evening on to him, from Elder


    Mr. Bailey to Isabelle Bailey.


    Basically, it’s the entire family. Don’t tell me that they aren’t aware of the multitude of


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    misunderstandings that might arise from this series of actions? Damn, and they even like to boast of


    being people of good breeding.