Next One Is a Babe

Chapter 788
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Chapter 788

After brief contemplation, John took his phone over and looked at it. It was apparent in the call log thatIsabelle had just called, and the call lasted less than a minute. Sophia had probably picked it up.

Setting the phone to silent mode and putting it back on the bedside table, John lay down and huggedSophia from behind. Sophia was clearly jolted awake from her sleep, hence, she huffed drowsily andreproached, “So annoying.”

John went along with what she said. “It’s so annoying that she called in the middle of the night withoutany discretion.”

Sophia couldn’t help chuckling. “You’re more annoying for flirting around.”

Kissing the back of her head, he whispered, “No, I didn’t flirt around. I just want to flirt with you. I don’thave the energy to bother about others.”

Sophia couldn’t be bothered to debate with him. Shifting slightly, she found a comfortable position andfell asleep. She slept so soundly that she didn’t even know when John left in the morning.

When Sophia woke up, she felt very lethargic. She tossed and turned in bed but didn’t feel like gettingup. After lazing around for a while, the door opened, and Matilda sneaked in. She was still in herpajamas. When Sophia glanced at her ex-mother-in-law, she was somewhat surprised. “Didn’t yousleep well? Your dark circles are so bad.”

Matilda pursed her lips. “No, I didn’t sleep well. There’s something that I would like you to help meanalyze. I couldn’t understand it after pondering about it for the entire night.”

Before she could tell Sophia what it was, the latter laughed. “What’s wrong? What did your ex-husbanddo to make you so anxious?”

John had a meeting in the morning. Upon walking out of the conference room, he saw Dylan’s officedoor open when he was heading toward his own office. But it wasn’t Dylan who came out; instead, itwas Isabelle.

As expected, Isabelle was now handing over all collaboration matters to Dylan, so it was normal for herto come out of his office. Upon noticing John, Isabelle seemed stunned. She then spoke first, “Hey,John.” novelbin

John nodded, then looked at Dylan, who had come out as well. “I have a document to give you. UncleOwen wanted to give it to you, but you weren’t here, so he left it with me.”

Dylan agreed, then looked at Isabelle. “Miss Bailey, this way, please.” He was facing the direction of theelevator, which naturally meant he was sending Isabelle off.

Hesitating, Isabelle then turned to face Dylan. “Young Master Dylan, you don’t have to send me off. I’llgo and say hello to Mr. Constance first.”

John had turned to push open the door of his office. He should have heard Isabelle’s words, but hedidn’t react at all.

On the other hand, Dylan smiled. “All right. As you wish, Miss Bailey.”

Isabelle nodded and walked toward John’s office.

John was already sitting behind his desk. He glanced at Isabelle and asked, “Is something the matter,Miss Bailey?”

Pretending to be calm, Isabelle came over to pull out the chair and sat down. “I called MadamFlintstone before. There must be a misunderstanding about the previous incident at the hospital. I wasthinking that maybe we could have a meal together later. No matter how our opinions differ, consider itas an apology from me. I was indeed too impulsive back then.”

John slowly raised his head to look at Isabelle evenly without giving away what he thought. Then hesaid, “No need.”

Taking a deep breath, Isabelle said, “John, are you never going to forgive me? Yes, I did push Sophia alittle at the time, and I was wrong for doing that. So, I apologize for that. But if you’re saying that Ideliberately tried to harm her, I’m not going to admit to that because I really didn’t have suchintentions.”

John didn’t want to talk about this matter. In any case, her explanation didn’t amount to much. “We’lltalk about this some other time. I’m a little busy right now.” These words were obviously meant to driveher away.

Isabelle naturally understood what he meant. She stared at him, and although her expression was stillcomposed, frustration violently coursed through her veins.

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