John didn't know whether the old man Logan said was referring to Old Mr. Bailey or Elder Mr. Bailey, so he answered directly. "Old Mr. Bailey is here, as well as Mrs. Bailey."
Sophia gave an audible snort when she remembered the pair of mother and daughter she had followed earlier. There was definitely a reason why Isabelle held those twisted values and standards, for Mrs. Bailey was not a moral person either.
Logan looked at Sophia, then he continued, "Isabelle is now working at her family's company, isn't that right? I remembered that before she never showed up at her family’s social gatherings. Now that she has appeared, that should mean she’s working in the company, right?"
John nodded. "Yes. Isabelle is the liaison officer for both our companies."
Understanding the situation now, Logan tutted and said, "Didn't Isabelle give off a high-class lady vibe before? Why is she bothering to lower herself to our standards now? She can't hold her nose up anymore?"
No one could answer this question.
Ian, who has been silent all the time, asked, "Does Old Mr. Bailey have any other children besides Isabelle?"
"He does," Logan replied. "But his son is currently only just starting high school. He's too young to support the company."
Ian let out an ‘oh’; he seemed to have understood something, but he didn’t say anything further.
On the other hand, Sophia went over to the seafood platter and used her cutleries to put some in John's bowl. "Eat up. Someone may come to get you in a while. You’ll have to go back and drink some more then."
John looked down without touching his cutleries. "I know how to deal with it."
Nevertheless, what Sophia said was indeed accurate. After a while, a knock on the door of the private room could be heard, and Logan, thinking it was a waiter, told them to come in directly.
When the door opened, Isabelle was the one standing there at the doorway. Her face was very calm, as if the unpleasantness she experienced earlier had never happened.
"Why are you here?" Logan frowned. This question, coupled with his tone, was obviously unfriendly.
Isabelle looked at John. "Everyone is all waiting for you over there. I had guessed you would be here. Let's go. Everyone is almost done eating over there. It should be over in a while."
Logan chuckled, and in a loud voice, muttered, "Why is she acting like she's the wife?"
Everyone in the room heard this.
Turning his head to look at Sophia, Ian said, "Sophia, is there anywhere else you would like to go? We're almost done here as well, so we can leave right away."
"Oh, so there's some entertainment later? I thought we would all be heading home after we finished eating."
"Yes," Logan drawled. "We will go to my club later. There are a lot of good things there, so let me take you all there for a look. Today, I, the great Logan, will show you hicks what you've been missing out."
John, who was at the side, frowned as he stood up and pulled Sophia up. "Come with us. Mom and Dad are over there. You should say hello."
"Eh?" Sophia exclaimed, for she was a bit surprised.
In truth, she didn't really want to see those people from the Baileys. She felt that she would get frustrated with them, so she hesitated for a moment. But when she heard that both William and Mrs. Constance were there, she wanted to go and join in; she simply didn't want Mrs. Constance to have it easy, and the same went for Isabelle as well.
Logan winked as he stared at Sophia for a while, then he waved his hand suddenly. "Go on, go on. You should go. John's parents are all over there. Since you, their daughter-in-law, have caught up to them, you should go and say hello. Go on."
John held Sophia's hand in his palm. "Let's go."
Over at the side, Isabelle's expression had completely changed. She was normally good at turning situations to her favor, but now her face had paled slightly.
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