Next One Is a Babe novel Chapter 924

After John was done with his work, he got into his car and left the company. He had already started the car and drove for a while before he remembered what Isabelle said to him in the morning.

Taking out his phone, he called Isabelle.

Isabelle answered immediately and said with a laugh that she had been waiting for his call.

Driving toward the Constance Residence, John told her that he would go home for dinner first, then come out again later to meet with her and then check out the documents that were with her.

Isabelle agreed and told him that there was no hurry. So, John did not hurry either and drove home.

Sophia and Old Mrs. Constance were sitting on the sofa watching TV. It was a variety show they were watching. John didn't know what was so funny about it, but the two of them were rocking back and forth, laughing their heads off.

When John came in, Sophia turned her head and glanced at him before standing up. "You’re back. We can start dinner then. We were just waiting for you."

John was a little tired, so he didn’t really have much thought about other things. After he went to wash his hands, everyone sat down to eat.

Before dinner was over, the butler came and announced that Isabelle had arrived. Startled, John turned to look at the butler and asked, "Is she here? Where is she?"

The butler said she was right at the door.




















Old Mrs. Constance glanced at John, and then said to the butler, "Since she is here, we need to let her in. Please invite her in.”

The butler went off to do as told right away.

Sophia lowered her head and continued to eat the food in her bowl. While she didn't say a word, her expression had turned somewhat frosty.

Isabelle came in with the butler. Upon seeing that they were still eating, she said apologetically, "I'm sorry. I thought you’d finished dinner. It seems that I came too early."

Old Mrs. Constance said that it was okay. Then, she said, "Please wait a moment then. You’re here for John, right? Is there something you need from him?"

Isabelle replied, "I need to talk to him about something."

John turned his head and asked Isabelle to go outside and wait for a while, saying that he would be done with dinner soon.

As Isabelle went out to sit on the sofa in the living room, John glanced at Sophia. She had finished the bowl of food in a few bites and was wiping her mouth expressionlessly.

Old Mrs. Constance lowered her voice next to John. "What’s there for you two to talk about that you even invited her to the house?"

John blinked. "We indeed have some things to discuss, but it's all about company matters. Don't think too much; it's nothing."

Sophia put down her napkin and stood up. "I'm done here. Please carry on. I'm going out for a walk." After that, she wandered out of the dining hall and even greeted Isabelle when she passed by the living room.



Isabelle stared at Sophia and nodded in greeting.

Isabelle stared at Sophia and nodded in greeting.

Upon leaving the main building, Sophia noticed that it was a little dark outside. Thus, she decided to walk toward the back part of the residence.

Dylan had packed up and was just coming out. It seemed that he was leaving again. Upon watching Sophia come this way, he stopped.

As she came up to him, he told her, "It's dark out here. Try not to wander outside for too long."

Sophia nodded. "Are you going out? It’s so late now though. Are you going to go on a date?"

Dylan frowned slightly. "It's not a date. I’m just going out to meet a friend."

Sophia chuckled. "If it’s a friend of the opposite sex, you should take the chance to interact well with her. After all, you rarely go out to specifically meet someone."

Dylan stared at Sophia. "I didn't expect you to understand me so well."

Passing by him on her way to the back part of the residence, Sophia added, "I don't actually understand you very well. It's just that you usually don't seem to make many friends. I’m just guessing."

Dylan turned halfway and looked at Sophia's pregnant figure stepping away from him, then he smiled to himself after a long while.