Next One Is a Babe novel Chapter 213

After speaking, Logan came out with a push on the door. His head was turned back as he was speaking with the person behind him. So when he turned around and saw John, he yelped and said, "John! You're here! You scared me." He didn't show any embarrassment at all; it was as if he was not the one who had been talking about his wife behind his back just now.

Ian was behind him. When he saw John, he didn't look surprised at all.

Logan and Ian went over to wash their hands, then Logan asked John, "What's the matter? Did you get annoyed with those people at your end?" Before John could speak, he tutted and added, "I don't like these business discussions either. Those people are so fake. How long have you been here? How about you come sit in our room? I can finally tell that Sophia is out to make me a pauper. She had ordered so much food, but there is no way that we can finish all of them."

However, after he said that, he seemed to suddenly remember the relationship between John and Sophia, so he laughed and told him, "Come on. Since she is your wife, it is up to you to discipline her."

John stared at Logan for a long time, then he nodded his head. "Very well."

Sophia and Robin were sitting in the private room chatting, mainly talking smack about their landlord. When she thought of it now, Robin was still annoyed. Sophia was also cussing up a storm. If it weren't for someone keeping a lookout for her, she would have gotten in trouble.

Just when the two were in the middle of voicing their righteous indignation, the door of their private room opened. Before they saw anyone entering, they had already heard Logan's voice. "Sophia, your sweet honey bunny is here."

Sophia's face twitched. What was with that name? That’s disgusting.

John came in last. After taking a look at Sophia, he headed directly to her and sat down beside her.

Feeling a little helpless, Sophia wondered if she was supposed to start acting again? I’m going to have to start asking for payment at this rate. She looked at John and asked, "Why are you here? Are the business talks over?"

"No." John let out a sigh. "I couldn't drink anymore, so I found an excuse to come out."

Logan smiled. "This is how social gatherings are, which is why I don't like them." Then, he glanced at Sophia and directly ordered her, "Come on. Get your hubby some food. Look at all this food you ordered on the table. I will not be happy if we can't finish them."

Sophia rolled her eyes at him. "Look at how miserly you are. If there are any leftovers, we can just pack them up. You can bring them home for your supper."

Although she said this, Sophia still took her fork and passed some food for John. "Since you have drank a lot of alcohol, you should now eat some food to make your stomach feel better."

John looked at the fork in Sophia's hand, feeling quite certain that this woman was doing this deliberately. There were sterilized and clean cutleries at the side, yet she used the fork that she had used before, all the while looking innocent.

He had thought that this woman was an honest person before, which now made him wonder how did he end up being so blind to have missed what sort of a person that she really was?

Sophia blinked, looking all innocent and harmless. "Go on. Eat."

Logan didn't know about the drama going on between Sophia and John, so he piped in as well. "That's right. Hurry up and eat. You need to look after your body. You had drunk so much alcohol, so you’ll definitely feel unwell tonight."

John slowly took the cutleries in Sophia's hand. "Thank you."

Sophia laughed. "No need to thank me. We're a family. This is how things should be." She knew John was a clean freak, so she was doing this to get to him, and as expected, John simply took two bites as a show before putting the food down.

With Logan here, things wouldn't get quiet. He asked what was going on in John's private room.

John simply leaned back in his chair. "We talked about cooperating with each other, and discussed the mode of supply afterward."

Nodding, Logan asked, "Who is here from the Baileys? That old guy?"