Ultimately, Logan took his stuff and left.
Although that was what Old Mr. Jefferson said, Logan understood that he was only teasing him.
After Logan came out, he got into his car and placed his stuff on the front seat next to him.
He turned over and stared at it for a while before taking his phone out and sending Lola a text message telling her that he wanted to take her out for a meal.
Then, he continued to explain himself, saying that he wanted to treat her to a meal to make it even, as she gave him bacon previously.
However, Lola was probably already asleep, so she didn’t reply to his message.
Logan slowly drove away after finishing his cigarette in his car.
The clubhouse was at its peak hour when Logan got back as he held his stuff and stood at the hall for a moment before returning to his private room on the second floor. Urgh, boring.
There was a mini-fridge in his room, so he placed his stuff in the fridge before he went to wash up and got into his bed.
Then, Logan turned off the lights and stared at the ceiling.
However, he couldn’t fall asleep.
Logan’s mind was in a mess, stopping him from falling asleep.
He recalled seeing Lola with her hair in a mess just now. She finally looked like a woman right then.
Still, he couldn’t believe that she actually went on a blind date and wondered if that man could tolerate her attitude.
Logan figured that any normal man wouldn’t like someone like Lola.
After imagining many different scenarios, Logan finally fell asleep groggily.
The next day, Logan woke up early in the morning and immediately went to check his phone first thing first.
As expected, Lola had really replied to him earlier in the morning.
However, she told him that he didn’t have to treat her to a meal, as she wasn’t willing to dine in together with him.
Although her message was in text form, Logan could still sense her disdain toward him.
Lola would really take any chance that she could get to remind Logan that she hated him.
Logan snorted. Still, it didn’t affect his mood at all.
Putting his phone down, he went to the washroom to freshen up before changing into a new outfit.
Initially, he wanted to wear his gold chains on his neck, but he suddenly recalled what Sophia and Lola said about it.
After contemplating for a moment, he placed the gold chains back.
Whatever. I’ll just not wear it anymore.
These gold chains signified his identity, and no one would dare to cross him when he wore it out.
Great. Guess my identity will depend on my own character now.
It was still early when Logan went downstairs, so there weren’t many people downstairs yet.
Still, all of the workers were shocked when they saw Logan.
Didn’t Young Master Jefferson only get up from his bed after noon?
The fact that Logan came downstairs at this point in time startled all of them.
One of the waiters went over to ask if he needed any help, but Logan waved him off. “You guys should do your things and ignore me. I just want to walk around for a bit.”
Then, Logan started walking around and looked like he was checking up on the clubhouse’s recent work condition.
A few of the waiters started whispering to each other as they wondered what was wrong with Logan today.
Although he didn’t do anything exceptional, it was obvious that he was behaving differently than usual.
His facial expression itself was enough to know that he was in a decent mood today.
To be honest, even Logan himself didn’t know why he was in a good mood, but he just felt pleased.
After loitering around the clubhouse, Logan eyed the time and left the clubhouse as he drove toward Lola’s place.
At the same time, Lola just finished packing up and was coming out of her house.
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