Logan hesitated for a moment before asking John, “What’s your plan, then?”
John pondered for a moment before answering, “I’m thinking of having Sophia make an appearance.”
“Then?” Logan inquired further.
At this, John chortled. “You know me best. I plan to have Sophia make an appearance at first before having someone else masquerade as her.”
If Sophia had made an appearance in the beginning, the Baileys would likely relax their guard, so they’d probably be fooled even if someone else were to masquerade as her. However, this person had to be someone they trusted. If they were to find a random person, that person might not be willing to masquerade as Sophia and involve herself in such a dangerous situation, not to mention giving away the game if she were to make a blunder. That’d be disastrous to them.
Grasping the crux of the matter, Logan promptly questioned, “So, who do you want masquerading as her?”
John originally wanted to ask Robin, but she was getting married soon, so he truly didn’t want to involve her in such a risky situation. After all, he couldn’t say for sure that nothing would go wrong. Sophia had no other friends save Robin, and he’d taken a look around him, only to find that he had none either. In fact, he had few friends of the opposite sex to begin with.
Then, he recalled the two ladies around Logan—Jasmine and Lola. They were almost the same height as Sophia, so the issue of figure could be remedied later with a bit of disguise. Hence, he was actually calling to seek Logan’s opinion.
When Logan learned of this, he hesitated for a moment. Selfishly speaking, he didn’t want either of the women around him to be in danger. However, he also understood that it would be difficult to find another easy opportunity like this if they were to miss it this time. After ruminating for a long time, he said, “I need to ask them about this. I can’t make a decision on their behalf.”
John murmured in assent. “I understand.” He didn’t say much after that, merely imparting some crucial information before hanging up.
Gripping his cell phone, Logan contemplated for an eternity before finally giving Lola a call.
Meanwhile, Lola had just gotten off work and was packing up. Upon seeing his call, she hesitated slightly, staring at the two stalks of roses beside her. Only when he called her a second time did she finally answer the call.
In a voice tempered with seriousness, he instructed her to wait for him at the gym, saying that he’d drive over and pick her up. “It’s okay. I’ll just take a taxi home,” Lola reflexively declined.
“I’ve got something to discuss with you.” Logan’s voice was resolute with no room for refusal. He didn’t say what it was either, hanging up right after he’d finished speaking.
Lola’s brows knitted together. She was silent for a moment with her cell phone in hand, her movements slowing. When she exited the gym, Logan’s car just happened to arrive. Winding down the car window, he beckoned to her. “Get in.” When she’d gotten into the car, he said, “Let’s go somewhere for dinner first. Then, I’ve got something to tell you.”
Unlike his typical nonchalant expression, he indeed looked as though he had something extremely serious to tell her. Glimpsing his current state, Lola swallowed her initial teasing remarks which she wanted to utter to ease the tense atmosphere.
The car drove toward the city. While en route, Logan’s cell phone rang.
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