Next One Is a Babe
Chapter 249

John waited for a while before taking Sophia's hand, pinching the ring on her finger and moving it a little. The ring was an eyesore no matter how he looked at it.

He carelessly grunted an agreement, and with that, he had finally taken Sophia's side. Upon hearing that, she flashed a smile that was brighter than before.

John scanned her face. He was very aware of all the emotions hidden behind her smiling expression.

This young lady had stopped putting up with everyone, not caring who she was talking to.

Elder Mr. Bailey grabbed his teacup and took a sip in silence. William was good at reading the atmosphere, which was starting to get awkward. To smooth things out, he engaged Old Mr. Bailey in a discussion about the current market and economic trends.

In recent times, more small enterprises had risen, which led to market saturation. It remained to be seen whether these companies would survive and outlast each other.

Old Mr. Bailey nodded in agreement. "Yes. That's why our companies have to work together for a win-win situation."

William nodded at him. "Yes. I hope that our cooperation goes smoothly."

Isabelle had been silent for the entire time with a teacup in her hands. Instead of staring at John and Sophia, she fixed her eyes on the teapot above the table.

Sophia silently smirked. That is it! Isabelle has finally understood the situation.

Isabelle should fall in line in situations where Sophia was present.

When the waiter served the dishes, the men started to pour drinks for each other.

Since Sophia was not hungry, John had only ordered a glass of fruit juice for her. She ate nothing, but she did not share her juice, downing the liquid all at once. After drinking the huge glass of fruit juice, her stomach started to react and rumble.

She waited until nobody was paying attention to her and hurriedly slipped out. After taking a left turn, she found the washroom a few steps away.

At that moment, the washroom was quite empty. After all, not many distinguished guests like them would visit the hotel at noon.

After using the toilet, she came out to replace Isabelle standing at the basin. Isabelle washed her hands and started to touch up her makeup.

Sophia didn't bother to avoid her and strolled over to wash her hands. However, she did address Isabelle. "Why? Finding it hard to fit into the conversation? You should have stayed a socialite instead of changing your field. It's not that easy to be a businesswoman."

Isabelle was powdering her face with her body leaning toward the mirror. When she heard the remark, she glanced at Sophia's reflection in the mirror. Sophia had a smile on her face as she looked down to wash her hands at a snail pace.

After some thinking, Isabelle sneered, "Fitting in is not a problem. Sooner or later, it'll be mine anyway."

Wondering if Isabelle was referring to the Bailey Family business or John Constance, Sophia still nodded. "Some words should not be said easily. You have a younger brother, don't you? What will be yours? In fact, you know very well that the company will not be yours, not to mention John."

Wondering if Isabelle was referring to the Bailey Family business or John Constance, Sophia still nodded. "Some words should not be said easily. You have a younger brother, don't you? What will be yours? In fact, you know very well that the company will not be yours, not to mention John."

Now, Sophia was done washing her hands and briefly tidied her hair in front of the mirror. The movement of her hair had exposed something previously hidden on her neck.

The sight made Isabelle freeze, so she turned around to look at Sophia. More precisely, she was staring at Sophia's neck.

The hickeys on Sophia's neck were too obvious, but one could not tell where the mark had started from. It traveled all the way from her nape to the back of the ears.

Knowing that Isabelle must have noticed the hickeys, Sophia lifted the collar of her shirt. Isabelle turned around slightly to look at the latter with a pout that expressed her frustration at the passionate imprints on her skin.

Isabella remained frozen on the spot and looked on as Sophia's reflection moved away and out of the washroom. A long pause later, she lost control of her emotions and threw the foundation case against the basin.

On the other side, Sophia strolled back to their reserved dining room while humming a tune. Elder Mr. Bailey was the first to turn and look at her.