John’s car was nowhere in sight when she woke up the next morning despite how late she woke up. It was thus she couldn’t determine if John left after coming home, or if he spent his night elsewhere. She turned to leave her spot by the window with a scoff to enter the bathroom to wash up, then she left the house for breakfast as she didn’t want to cook.
In the restaurant, she took out her phone to check on the news, only to realize things had undergone a huge transformation after a mere day of her not checking up on it. There was a plot twist to the scandal of John’s infidelity as his company released footage retrieved from the hotel in Tri Asel.
The footage revealed that Sophia had indeed been with John, and both of them shared a room. It was also revealed that Miss Cox came to knock on the door of their room while in sexy attire, but John didn’t let her in.
Judging from the available material, they didn’t seem to reach an agreement at all. A few security personnel arrived at the scene after a while to seemingly take Miss Cox away, so there were conjectures of John having filed a complaint to the hotel management, which prompted them to send the security personnel. All in all, there seemed to be a discrepancy between what Miss Cox said and what actually transpired.
Well well, John had his company handle everything while he kept his silence, which would guarantee his own peace of mind no matter how awry things might get. Sophia clicked her tongue upon deciphering his modus operandi. He sure is one hell of a businessman who knows how to strategize.
Before leaving for the sweets shop, she made sure to put her phone away to finish her meal. Robin had finally opened shop, but she was cleaning up as there were no customers. A smile bloomed on Robin’s face when she saw Sophia. “You’re finally here! I was about to contact you, as I got in touch with the landlord last night. He will drop by today as he has some time to spare, so you two can meet up to talk about the specifics regarding the rent.”
There was a pause on Sophia’s part before she asked, “When will he arrive?”
Robin thought about it for a moment. “He should be here this afternoon. I’ll give you a call by then.”
While she nodded, Sophia was in fact thinking about something else. It was her first time conducting business, so she didn’t know anything about rent, nor was she certain of the terms she would have to set when meeting the landlord, so she had to ask for help from someone.
Although her first candidate was John, she quickly dismissed the idea while deciding to ask Zack for help instead. Thus, that was what she did after spending some time in the shop to tell him of the situation at hand.
“Are you meeting the landlord today?” Zack let out a cry of surprise.
“Yeah!” The excitement in her tone seemed to have popped out from nowhere. “But I don’t know what should I do in regards to the terms, so please come help me out.”
“Of course I will!” A laughter escaped him as he said, “Give me a call, and I’ll be right there!”
She was about to hang up after grunting in assent, but she was somehow prompted to ask, “Does John not have to go socialize as of late? He came home early last night.”
There was a momentary pause before Zack replied, “Yeah, he hasn’t been doing much of those as of late due to the scandal with Infinity Group. He pushed all of those to other people, so he had been quite relaxed lately to be able to get off work on time.”
“I see… Alright, I understand.” She let out a chuckle, but she then clicked her tongue as soon as she hung up. So it seemed that John left the house last night due to personal matters, but she didn’t know what it could be. He never allowed her a glimpse of his private life even when they were married, so she didn’t know who he was friends with.
The image of Isabelle came to her mind uncontrollably, but Sophia quickly dismissed it as she figured John could very well know other women. Look on the bright side, girl! What if he went to meet Miss Allen? See, isn’t she much better than Isabelle?
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