Female Novel
Chapter 156
Sophia stared at John. “Why are you looking at me like that?” John said nothing, but he subtly flashedher a lukewarm smile, which had her baffled.
At the side, William stood up. “I’ll leave the two of you. I’ve still got something to do, so please excuseme.”
After he’d left, John retracted his gaze and asked nonchalantly, “Have you eaten?”
Sophia murmured an assent. “Yup. Are you going on your lunch break now?” It’s already pastlunchtime now.
At this time, Zack came over. “I ordered delivery. Boss and I will be eating in the office since we’llinevitably bump into those paparazzi if we go out.”
Sophia plopped onto the sofa. “Don’t worry. Those reporters are actually very easy to dismiss. Theyjust want to know the truth of the matter, so you just need to tell them the truth.”
Guffawing, Zack looked at her. “Young missy, you’re rather na?ve.” Sophia arched an eyebrow but saidnothing.
At this time, John had taken his cell phone out, and it was vibrating. Sophia glanced at him out of thecorner of her eyes. It can only be a call from Constance Residence at such a time. Sure enough, Johnanswered the call after a single glance and greeted the person as ‘Mom’. Sophia rolled her eyeswordlessly.
Mrs. Constance had already called several times earlier, rendered restless at home by the newsreports on the Internet that popped out one after another. However, John was rather patient, saying thatit was fine and he could resolve it. Unaware that Sophia had already spoken to the media, Mrs.Constance hurriedly inquired about her stance. Her thinking was actually similar to William’s, worriedthat Sophia harbored resentment against her and would grab this opportunity to talk smack with themedia.
John chuckled. “It’s fine. Sophia has spoken to the media and explained things to them, so the mattershould be resolved in no time.” Mrs. Constance breathed a faint sigh of relief at this.
At the side, Sophia scoffed internally, Hah, these people have finally realized my importance!
Mrs. Constance probably wanted to say something else, but John then heard Old Mrs. Constance’svoice. Sounding very calm, it was obvious that she was more imperturbable than Mrs. Constance.“That’s enough. If anything, don’t invite Isabelle home so often.”
There was a pause, and Mrs. Constance sounded a tad embarrassed as she countered, “Mom, I justbrought Belle home to visit.”
Old Mrs. Constance snorted. “Just you wait until the media starts reporting about Isabelle and John,then see whether Sophia will still side with our family.” This declaration choked Mrs. Constance.
At this, John glanced at Sophia from his peripheral vision, only to see that she was leaning over Zack,looking at his cell phone and chatting with him about something or other. She was truly laid-back here,for she had now removed her shoes and was sitting cross-legged on the sofa. After looking her up anddown, John retracted his gaze.
Subsequently, he said into the phone, “I’m going to eat now, so let’s wrap this up. You and Grandmadon’t have to worry. Everything is fine.” Mrs. Constance then hung up the phone after responding withan affirmation.
Meanwhile, Sophia was checking out what Zack ordered, shamelessly exclaiming over everything sheliked. Zack indulged her, saying, “Then, I’ll give you these two when they arrive later.” Only after sayingthat did he find it strange. “Didn’t you already eat with that singer friend of yours just now?”
Speaking of this, Sophia remembered something, and she gazed at him seriously. “You know what?That singer turned out to be the second-eldest young master of some rich family. Let me tell you, I wastruly shocked today.” John was staring at them both. Perhaps she was getting worked up, Sophia thenchanged her sitting posture. “I went to his house today, and his father even knew me,” she stated in anextremely solemn voice.
Missing the point, Zack exclaimed, “You’ve even gone to his house and met his parents?” novelbin
Taken aback by his question, Sophia retorted indignantly, “You must have scored very low in readingcomprehension back in school, huh?” After she’d said this, she swiveled to face John.
Panicked all of a sudden, John hurriedly retracted his gaze, feeling as though he’d been caught red-handed for peeping. Discomfiture flooded him.