The rest of his subordinates also sent messages saying that they found more information regarding the middle-aged man who had no income but was living well in the previous investigation. What they found out was that he had contacted the housekeeper who had followed Sophia by car.
The information was fragmented and all over the place, but it could be pieced together over time.
John acknowledged the messages and said that he would make arrangements here to make those subordinates obey his orders. He was a little busy all afternoon and didn't care much about the shadow bank.
When he got off work in the evening, he took out his phone and sent a message to Husky. Husky quickly replied, saying that they were all ready to move. Then, John asked if he and Roselia had met. Husky reassured him and replied that he did meet up with Roselia that afternoon. John felt relieved at that. After all, Roselia was very smart, so John felt at ease when it came to her.
After communicating to Husky about everything, John drove home. The car drove into the Constance Residence, but before it was parked in the parking lot, John noticed Sophia and Dylan.
The two of them were talking while standing in the yard. Judging from Sophia's expression, they seemed to be chatting happily. Dylan had his hands in his pockets and his body was straight. In this way, he appeared to match Sophia perfectly.
At once, John felt uncomfortable in his heart. Stopping the car, he pushed the door open and hurried over. He was still some distance away from them, but he immediately called out, "Dylan, you came back quite early."
Taken aback, Sophia turned her head to look at John, then she said with a little disgust, "Obviously, you’re the one who is back late. Tell us the truth; did you go out to have fun?"
John came over to hug Sophia's shoulders and replied with a smile, "Where would I go to have fun when you are at home? I really wish I don’t have to go to work and just accompany you here every day."
Sophia raised her eyebrows as she looked at John. For some reason, she had a feeling that he was talking to Dylan. This man is really something. After getting upset over Ian, now he’s beginning to get upset over Dylan. Doesn't he feel tired at all?
Dylan's expression did not change the slightest. Instead, he just stared at John, saying, "When I left the company, I saw you sitting in the car making a call. I thought you would be back soon, but I didn't expect your phone call to be such a long one."
Just great. Dylan has learned to pick a fight now too. John looked at him with a slight smirk, then he answered, "Yeah, I made a call and talked to the people at the warehouse. There were quite a number of details to hash out with them, and so the call was rather long.” John’s explanation was so serious that it somehow made them feel that something was wrong.
However, Dylan didn't care about it so much, so he simply nodded. "Okay. Then I will go home first. You guys should also go back for dinner."
However, Dylan didn't care about it so much, so he simply nodded. "Okay. Then I will go home first. You guys should also go back for dinner."
Sophia nodded at him. After Dylan had left, Sophia looked at John. "Who did you call for so long? Were you discussing things with Isabelle again?"
Initially, John wanted to explain, but his gaze fell on Sophia's face. He didn't know why, but his explanation remained stuck in his throat all of a sudden, and his answer came out ambiguous. "It's all business talk."
In this way, he seemed to be indirectly admitting to what Sophia said. Sophia snorted. "Yeah. I sure believe that you guys have business to discuss.” After saying this, she changed the subject. "Okay, let's go now. Dinner’s about ready.”
John felt a little uneasy in his heart. Initially, he had thought that if he gave such an answer, Sophia would grab himself and ask what he had chatted with Isabelle about. In fact, he thought she would force him to get right down to the details.
But in the end, Sophia didn't do anything of that sort. She was really nonchalant about it, so much so that he felt extremely troubled and uncomfortable.
Pursing his lips, John went back to the main building with Sophia. It was already time for dinner, and Old Mrs. Constance had even planned to get a servant to go call Sophia over.
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