Chapter 148


    Isabelle turned and stared in the direction of the door. The voices sounded very near, and Sophia’s


    giggles were evenced with shyness. Everyone in the room could hear the sounds from the corridor


    outside, so almost everyone was looking at the door.


    When Sophia and John appeared at the room door, Sophia was holding onto John’s arm, her entire


    person leaning against him as though she was boneless. John, on the other hand, was on the other


    side of the door, so his expression wasn’t quite discernible. Tittering, Sophia continued, “I couldn’t


    possibly finish everything. What a waste!”


    After John’s figure had passed the door, henguidly countered, “Weren’t you fond of such wastage in


    the past?” His voice was actually very cid without any particr emotion, but it sounded somewhat


    indulgent.


    Pursing her lips, Isabelle heaved a long and silent sigh. Everything Mrs. Constance told me doesn’t


    quite fit the situation now. Beside her, Old Mr. Bailey lost his temper and snorted before he sprang up


    and mmed the door closed.


    Isabelle retracted her gaze. After a few seconds, she then chuckled. “Alright, let’s eat. Don’t let such


    trivial things ruin our mood.” Elder Mr. Bailey seemed to have something to say, but after ncing at


    her, he kept silent. A strange atmosphere lingered in the room.


    Sophia, on the other hand, was walking on air. Only after getting into the car did she instantly squash


    the smile on her face. She stretchedzily before eximing, “Ah, how gratifying!” However, it wasn’t


    certain whether she was referring to the fact that she’d stretched her muscles or deliberately riled some


    people.


    John said nothing, starting the car and driving away. When they were halfway home, his cell phone


    rang. Sophia initially didn’t bother, but she then glimpsed the caller ID as she watched him take his cell


    phone out. Thus, she tut-tutted at him.


    “You’re driving, so you shouldn’t be taking phone calls. Don’t you know that it’s dangerous? Here, give


    it to me. I’ll answer it for you.”


    Without giving him a chance to react, she lunged at him and snatched his cell phone away. Then, she


    swiped to unlock the screen and answered the call right away, feigning ignorance as to the caller’s


    identity. “Hello?” There was a sudden silence on the other end, so she repeated the greeting before


    grousing, “Why aren’t you saying anything?”


    Subsequently, she put on a convincing show of looking at the caller ID and eximing in surprise, “It’s


    a call from your mother! Hah, if I’d known that it’s her, I wouldn’t have answered it.” These words were


    directed to John, but still, she ced the call on loudspeaker and handed it to him.


    John truly didn’t want to take offense to such a petty trick, so he merely greeted his mother and asked


    what the matter was.


    On the other end, Mrs. Constance was hopping mad. The disdain in Sophia’s voice was in as day,


    and she heard every single word crystal clear. However, knowing that Sophia was right beside John,


    she couldn’t talk smack about her, so she merely asked John whether he’d eaten and whether he’d


    been busy recently, all superficial questions.


    After answering her briefly, John then hung up on the pretext of driving, aware that she was rather ill at


    ease on the other end.


    Meanwhile, Sophia was humming as she sat cross-legged on the seat, appearing incredibly content.


    Truthfully speaking, this look of hers was really irritating. Upon seeing that he’d hung up the phone, she


    snorted. “By the way, your mother is truly nice to you.”


    John nced at her from his peripheral vision, only to see that she was still wearing a joyous


    expression. He pursed his lips, recalling the fact that Old Mr. Constance once said that Sophia’s


    parents abandoned her when she was young.


    If it weren’t for those two people, she wouldn’t have had to lead such a difficult life. Nheless, from


    her expression now, she doesn’t seem to have much longing for familial affection.


    When they arrived home, Sophia swung open the car door and checked on the flowers she’d nted


    before returning to her bedroom. They both parted ways in the corridor, yet neither said a word.


    Back in her room, Sophia looked at her cell phone, only to see that the singer was reallying. He


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    said that his flight would be arriving tomorrow and asked her when she had time. Sophia was


    momentarily surprised before she swiftly replied to his text. At present, I have nothing but money and


    time.