The Returning EX (John and Sophia) novel Chapter 135

John didn’t even bother to put on a façade, his face devoid of expression. Panic swamped President McCaw at his indifference. Extending a leg, he stuck it between the elevator doors. The elevator doors were gradually closing, but they then slowly opened upon sensing the obstruction.

He looked at John with a smile on his face. “President Constance, let’s talk nicely, okay? I think there’s a misunderstanding between us, so I came all the way here to explain the matter.”

“A misunderstanding?” John sneered, “Didn’t you contact the media for an exclusive exposé?”

President McCaw froze. Never would I have thought that John Constance could have found out about this so quickly. I’ve just contacted the media yesterday and hadn’t even said anything, merely the fact that I’ve got an exclusive exposé about him.

I was just thinking about using the media to stir up a scandal if I truly couldn’t reach an agreement with him, but the news has actually gotten to him in the blink of an eye. But that makes sense. After all, the media will side with the more influential person.

His expression turned embarrassed. “President Constance, this matter can’t be explained in just a sentence or two, so let’s find a place and talk at length. What do you think?” Mortification flooded him as everyone coming and going stared at them.

“I’m not interested.” After saying that, John took two steps toward the elevator doors and butted his leg out with a light kick. Then, he closed the elevator doors again. As the elevator ascended, his expression was terrifyingly grim, his entire aura going frosty.

Upon exiting the elevator, he went to his office. The first thing he did after sitting down was to summon Zack in via the intercom. Zack eagerly jogged over. “How was it? What happened?

Did something happen when you went back to meet Sophia at noon…” Before he’d finished speaking, he swallowed the rest of his words at the sight of John’s forbidding expression. He then blinked. “Er… boss, what do you need me to do?”

John crossed his hands and rested them on the desk. “President McCaw is downstairs. It doesn’t seem as though he’ll be leaving immediately, so call the security and have him kicked out.”