Chapter 483


    While the divorce was part of the n even before they got married, John didn’t know why he couldn’t


    bring himself to take that step in the matter. Soon, Logan arrived just as Sophia was done serving all


    the dishes. When he saw John, he paused and said, “Look who we have here! It seems that I just got


    here in the nick of time. Come, let’s eat!” Logan wasn’t surprised to see an unexpected guess. Instead,


    he weed John as if it was his home.


    Seeing Logan, John heaved a sigh of relief and turned his attention to Sophia. “So, Logan is the one


    you’ve been waiting for, isn’t he?”


    “Get a fork and knife for yourself,” Sophia demanded with a darkened face.


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    Meanwhile, Logan seemed to respond more enthusiastically than Sophia did as he headed to the


    kitchen to grab the utensils for John. “Come on, help yourself!”


    Witnessing Logan’s reaction, Sophia was rendered speechless by it. It looks like Young Master


    Jefferson has no idea how to deal with people tactfully. Can’t he sense something wrong when he sees


    my ex-husband hanging around with me? Come on, which part of that makes sense to him?


    Nheless, Logan proceeded to sit down and talk about the Morgan Family as he proceeded to tell


    his story. “It’s all thanks to John that I was able to teach the sibling duo a lesson by showing that old


    man, Bryce, the evidence. Well, I bet you did that for Sophia, didn’t you, John?”


    John shifted his gaze to Sophia, but thetter didn’t look back, as she only ate her meal with a gloomy


    face. He then responded with an affirmative hum. “Yeah, that’s right.”


    Loganughed out loud and said, “I knew it! You didn’t do anything no matter how arrogant those two


    idiots were, until you decided to strike them. I guess it must have really gotten on your nerves because


    Sophia was hurt.”


    However, John didn’t say anything in response, while Logan went on and on with some inappropriate


    topics. “How did both of you end up with a divorce? I don’t understand, to be honest.”


    “There is a lot you don’t understand, but for now, just keep your mouth shut and eat!” Sophia shifted


    her gaze to Logan and shushed him.


    Logan was slightly taken aback, asking, “What’s wrong with you? Are you in a bad mood? Because you


    wouldn’t usually talk to me like that”


    “Yup, I’m in a bad mood,” Sophia replied.


    Hearing her reply, Logan curiously asked, “Oh,e on! After all the exciting stories I’ve been telling,


    how can you still be so moody?”


    “Well, I guess I’m to me for that,” John exined.


    I’m surprised he knows that. Sophia continued to put on a gloomy look throughout the meal without


    saying a single word. After that, the office hours in the Constance Group nearly came to an end, so


    John didn’t stick around for too long, which he left shortly after a brief chat with Logan.


    Upon reaching hispany by car, he entered the lobby, only to be greeted by Isabelle. Seeing her, he


    knitted his brows and approached thedy. “What’s going on?”


    Upon noticing John’s return, Isabelle smiled and uttered, “Nothing. I went upstairs, but you weren’t


    around. So, I told your staff to let me know once you’re back.” Soon, John caught a glimpse of two gift


    boxes on the table, responding with an affirmative hum while gazing at Isabelle. “By the way, what


    brings you here today?”


    Isabelle answered with a calm expression, “Nothing really important. I passed by yourpany when I


    was on my way to meet my client just now. Besides, I just gave Zack the delivery order.” In response,


    John replied tersely in agreement.


    After a short contemtion, Isabelle stated, “Other than that, I have also stated the things that you


    need to take note of in the order because it may look a littleplicated this time. The amount of the


    required materials is more than usual, so please feel free to contact me if you have anything you don’t


    understand.” As John nodded, Isabelle reacted with a smile and said, “I’m going to make a move now.


    So, I’ll leave you to it.”


    In the meantime, John stood in ce as he watched Isabelle leave. Then, he turned his attention to the


    receptionist and asked, “Are these gifts from Miss Bailey?”


    In the face of John’s question, the two receptionists nervously replied, “Yes, we tried to turn her down,


    but she insisted that we keep them, saying that they’re all just some small gifts.”