Most of the tables still had food on them while the occupants chattered away gleefully. Of the guests who attended, most of them had prominent statuses. They were people who liked to expand their social network. It was also easier to strike a business deal when both parties were drinking, so the guests were beginning to engage in conversations that were customary during such occasions.
Sophia disliked such occasions, as she had a feeling that everybody had their own agenda no matter what they said or did, so she agreed to John’s suggestion with a nod. “Let’s go, since I am full anyway.”
With that, John stood to help Sophia up from her seat as the gown she wore was a little too long for ease of movement. After she stood up, John held onto her hand. Sophia was so focused on not stepping on the hem of her gown that she didn’t notice that it was John who helped her up, nor did she realize that John was holding her hand.
It wasn’t until she was a few steps away from the table that she realized that something was off. Thus, she quickly retracted her hand while her eyes widened, all the while wearing a frown on her face. Her expression was sullen as she glanced at John, while her tone was one of seriousness when she issued a warning. “You’d better keep your hands to yourself, John. Don’t you dare pull any tricks on me.”
John’s face betrayed no emotion when he said, “I’m not pulling any tricks. All I did was support you so that you won’t accidentally fall over.”
Meanwhile, Isabelle could see the look on his face from behind. Although his face betrayed no emotion, there was a cheerful glint in his eyes. However, Sophia wasn’t as observant as Isabelle, so she merely shot John a glare before leaving for their next destination.
There was a rather large tea room in the yard, which was unoccupied. There was a waiter stationed there, who led them to their seats as soon as they walked up to him. Then, the waiter inquired about the tea that they would like.
Sophia knew nothing about tea, but she said after some thought, “I would like some rose tea.”
“Same as her,” said Logan.
John made his own decision without even consulting Isabelle. “We’ll all have the same.”
After taking their orders, the waiter left swiftly, while Sophia stretched herself out in her seat before telling Logan, “I find the banquet extremely boring.”
There was a smile on John’s face when he took over the conversation. “The reason that you’re bored is because you don’t have much to gain from it. However, a lot of the other guests perceive it as a rare opportunity that they would treasure.”
John was referring to those who were drinking back there, as they could meet up with people whom they wouldn’t normally meet if not for the occasion, so the banquet was actually a platform for them to facilitate multiple business collaborations.
Upon listening to what he said, Sophia cast John a side glance before asking, “Why didn’t you stay behind?”
Isabelle glanced at him too, as she thought it would be more beneficial for John if he stayed back. His company had a wide range of business dealings, so a wide connection would be beneficial to them. Not only was the banquet the best chance to expand his network, it was also the easiest way to do so.
Meanwhile, John stared at Sophia before saying, “Why should I stay there if you’re here?”
Sophia let out a snort, as if she was already used to his antics. She even clicked her tongue while thinking, He sure is a douche. He used to think that I was annoying when I used to cater to him, but now that I’m gone, he has a hard time adjusting to his new life.
On the other hand, Logan gave a more pronounced reaction. “What do you mean by that? Don’t you trust me?”
All John did was stare at Sophia without even answering Logan’s question, while Isabelle looked away, her lips pursed, as she wasn’t sure how she should react.
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