The Returning EX (John and Sophia) novel Chapter 492

As both of them remained silent, Sophia got a call from Old Mrs. Constance, who said she was already done with consulting the High Priest. After telling her where she was, Sophia made her way back to meet up with John. As soon as she saw her own grandson, Old Mrs. Constance paused and smiled. “I thought you said you didn’t have time.”

“I managed to find some time here,” John responded with an affirmative hum.

Old Mrs. Constance nodded, ready to make a move, since there was nothing else important to do at the monastery. Although she initially planned to eat a little something there, it appeared that she was no longer in the mood for that anymore, so the few of them later proceeded to leave the mountain.

In fact, they didn’t stay at the monastery for long until they left, which Sophia reckoned was because Old Mrs. Constance got an answer she didn’t like to hear from the High Priest. If it weren’t for that, Old Mrs. Constance wouldn’t leave so soon. As soon as they entered the car, Sophia asked the old lady what she learned from the tarot card reading.

Old Mrs. Constance evasively answered, “Let’s just say I believe that our fate is in our own hands.” Upon hearing that reply, Sophia understood what that meant. While John drove everyone toward the city, Old Mrs. Constance suggested that they should have lunch together, to which Sophia politely rejected. “I’m sorry that I can’t join you guys because I’m needed at my shop. My business is about to start, and there is a lot I need to attend to.”

Old Mrs. Constance knew that was just an excuse, but before she could say anything, John beat her to it and said, “Alright then, go ahead and do what you should. We could always eat another time after you’re done with your business.”

The man’s reply caught Old Mrs. Constance by surprise, as she didn’t expect him to let Sophia leave like that. Soon, John stared at his grandma from the rear mirror, forcing her to keep quiet. Meanwhile, Sophia heaved a sigh of relief and responded with an affirmative hum, whereupon she got out of the car upon arrival. With her eyes set on the plaque, Old Mrs. Constance frowned and said, “I don’t like the name of her shop.”