Chapter 472


    John raised a brow. “She’s with you? But I could clearly tell that her body is more receptive toward me.”


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    Alright, that is very shameless of him. Ian stood up right away in a fit of anger.


    In response, John moved his legs off the coffee table and stood up after Ian. “Ian Morgan, you’ve been


    present everywhere, which is very irritating to me. Now, you should know how that feels, but still, this is


    just the beginning for you.” Next, he turned around and walked all the way out of the door with the trash


    bag in his hands. “Sophia is mine. Remember that: she can only be mine.”


    He then threw the trash outside. The bag was full of things he gathered when he briefly cleaned up


    Sophia’s room, wiping off any trace of his existence. Sophia was a carefree person, so she probably


    would not even notice anything when she woke up the next day. After taking out the trash, he got into


    his car and drove away.


    Ian stood near the sofa for a while before taking a look at thending of the second floor. He was being


    careless this time. Who would have thought that John would grab the opportunity at this time? Anyway,


    he didn’t stand there for long. At first, he wanted to go up and check on Sophia, but he was worried that


    he’d witness an unsavory scene. After giving it some thought, he decided against that.


    Thus, he stood up and slowly walked out from the living room, switching off the lights and closing the


    door along the way. John’s car was parked some distance down the road. The moment he saw Ian


    leaving, he felt relieved.


    As for Sophia, she had no idea of what had happened that night. The next morning, she woke up,


    checked herself and took a look around her room. Last night, she had a dream; she dreamed that


    John, that jerk, had done lots of disgusting things to her. That guy’s stamina was still as good as


    before.


    Then, she left the bed and headed to the bathroom, where she stood in front of the mirror and stared at


    her reflection. Aside from some swelling on her lips, she did not notice anything peculiar on her. That


    animal, John, always loved to leave love marks on her body, but she did not see any on her this time.


    So, that must have been a dream.


    After washing up, she went out of the bathroom, but she still suffered from a slight headache. She also


    felt difort in her stomach. The feeling of nausea due to a hangover persisted. She quickly tidied up


    her room and went downstairs to prepare breakfast. When she got down, she saw her phone on the


    coffee table, which surprised her.


    Now, she had zero recollection of the second half of the previous night. However, she remembered that


    she had told Robin to take care of her, knowing that once she had decided to let herself go wild with


    drinking, she would definitely go over her limit.


    With the phone in her hand, she went to the kitchen where she cooked herself some noodles while


    texting Robin, thanking Robin for sending her back home. She even woke up in pajamas. If it wasn’t


    her own doing, it must have been Robin who helped her change her clothes.


    Had it been Logan or Ian who sent her home, they would not have helped her to change into pajamas.


    But soon, Robin returned a call to her, asking her how she was feeling and telling her that she had


    gone missing for the second half of the night. She gasped after knowing that and asked, “It wasn’t you


    who sent me home?”


    Robin stammered hesitantly, “T-That time, the waiter told us that J-John Constance had picked you up


    and left. Shortly after that, Ian left as well, probably in search of you. Young Master Logan told me that


    everything was fine and he had someone send me home. I have no idea about what happenedter.”


    Sophia hissed, thinking that the chain of events sounded different from her memory. Then, she hung up


    and called Ian, but his phone was unreachable. Not giving it much thought, she made a third call to


    Logan, who was still sleeping because he drank as much as she didst night.


    Sophia quickly checked with him aboutst night. With his eyes still closed, Logan answered, “Yeah, it


    was John who sent you home. You walked into the wrong ce in the bar, so John was contacted to


    pick you up. If you have your phone with you now, it must have been delivered to your ce by Ianst


    night. It seemed that he was very worried about you, so he went over to check on you.”