Next One Is a Babe novel Chapter 211

He couldn't stay here, so after John had greeted everyone here in the private room, he went over to his own private room with Isabelle.

As Sophia stared at Isabelle's back when she left, she let out a laugh, which caused Isabelle to turn halfway and looked at Sophia when she had just reached the doorway.

Sophia pointed her middle finger right at her, causing Isabelle to be taken aback, her expression turning ugly. Then, she turned around and left, looking quite angry. She probably never would have imagined that Sophia would be so blatant by making such an unseemly gesture.

Everyone in the room saw this action of Sophia's clearly. When Isabelle's figure was completely out of their sight, Sophia burst into laughter. Logan also laughed, and he was laughing even harder than Sophia. Ian, who was at the side, shook his head helplessly, while Robin seemed a little confused; she couldn't tell what was going on.

After a few laughs, Logan gave Sophia a thumbs up. "Sophia, I like your style. You are very much like me."

Sophia snorted at him, as if she was looking down on him.

Ian said next to him, "I have to admit; you two really are alike sometimes."

The Young Master of the Jeffersons was a deviant himself. Back then when Ian was wronged, Logan had come to his defense and butted heads with Sean Morgan and Leah Zimmerman. If it hadn't been for Old Mr. Jefferson giving him a look from the side, he probably would have gotten into a fight with Bryce Morgan as well. Although he wouldn't give anyone a middle finger like Sophia did, he also had quite the attitude.

Sophia looked at Logan, then she poured some mangosteen juice into a cup before raising it, seeming like she was admitting to it herself. "You have a good relationship with Ian," Sophia said. "I will believe that you are different from those who pretend to be high and mighty. Come, let's be friends."

Logan was a little unhappy. "Let's be friends? Aren't we already friends?"

Sophia snorted. "We weren't before, but after drinking this glass, we will be."

Hearing that, Logan hissed. "You didn't think of me as a friend before, and I had ordered so much expensive seafood…"

Ian and Robin both laughed beside them. Being unable to hold it in herself, Sophia laughed out loud as well, livening up the atmosphere once more as the few of them sat down and began stuffing themselves.

Logan was obviously very happy on this day; he was like a monkey, squatting on his chair as he acted like a good host by passing food and filling up their glasses with juice for them from time to time.

Sophia looked at him. "You can be a good host if you want, but can you sit down properly? I keep feeling like there's an animal squatting in front of me."

Logan's face instantly darkened. "And I had just peeled a crab leg for you just now. Give it to me. Give it back to me."

Yelling and hurriedly stuffing everything into her mouth, Sophia then said with her mouth full, "Do you want it? I can spit it out for you."

The room was filled with laughter.

As for John and Isabelle, when they returned to their private room they saw Mrs. Constance and Mrs. Bailey holding hands and acting close as if they were sisters who had been separated for many years.

John glanced at William and frowned subconsciously. Then, William gave a cough. Mrs. Constance was good at picking up signs, so she quickly caught on to the situation. After saying something else, she took her hand back and sat upright.

John went over and sat next to William, his expression unfathomable. On the other side, Old Mr. Bailey looked at John, then at Isabelle. He laughed first before asking, "What's the matter? What did that kid from the Jeffersons say that made you upset?"

Isabelle paused before looking up at Old Mr. Bailey, then she quickly said, "Nothing. Logan and I are not very familiar with each other. I haven't said much when we went over. John was the one who chatted with him."