Next One Is a Babe
Chapter 568

Feeling resigned, Sophia was wondering how to settle this.

Honestly, she didn't want to have anything to do with the Blackwells, but somehow, things just happened, and it seemed impossible to draw the line.

With that, Sophia called up Robin to inform her that she has some matters to settle, so she wouldn't be able to head to the shop later this afternoon.

Surprisingly, Robin was in a good mood. "Oh sure! No worries. I can handle it. There usually aren't many people in the afternoon anyway."

Once Sophia had hung up the call, she took a seat at the swing chair.

Seeing that Fabian was sound asleep, Sophia wondered why he had drank so much even though it was still daytime.

Around noon, Sophia went upstairs to take a short nap.

Lying on the bed, she habitually picked up her phone to scroll through her social media.

Halfway through her browsing, she realized that that particular person on Facebook had posted a new update-it was a picture of her shop's board.

Hissing, Sophia couldn't help but commented on the photo below, asking who the person was.

Her first guess was Matilda, but after thinking it through, she didn't seem like the kind of person who would do such a thing.

Besides, Matilda often looked at her with disdain, so it wasn't like her to post a picture of her shop.

Seeing that there was still no reply under her comment, Sophia proceeded to send a Facebook message directly to the person, asking the same question.

With the phone in her hands, Sophia waited for some time, but there was still no reply.

Maybe the person hasn't seen it yet and will probably reply to my message later?

Placing her phone down, Sophia turned around and fell asleep a while later, as she was feeling kind of tired.

Meanwhile, John did see Sophia's personal message.

She just still wasn't aware that the person was actually him all along.

Holding tightly onto his phone, John was staring at Sophia's message, but he didn't intend to reply.

Considering their current situation, if Sophia knew that the person was him, she would definitely block him.

For now, that woman certainly showed him no mercy.

Letting out a heavy sigh, John got up and went into his personal lounge.

For these few days, he hadn't been sleeping well, as he was always dreaming throughout the night.

Seeing him being this exhausted, Old Mrs. Constance thought he was stressed out because of work, so she had advised him to rest well.

John felt amused, because he too was hoping that all of this exhaustion was due to work. That way, at least he wouldn't feel this agitated.

While he was fast asleep in his personal lounge, William came knocking on the door, which woke him up.

The moment William saw John stepping out of the lounge, he passed the file in his hands to the latter. "This is the collaborative project we're working on, so have a look at it. If possible, I hope you and I can go on this business trip together."

Surprised, John asked, "Together?"

It was rather unusual for them to go on business trips together, because usually, either one of them would be sufficient to get the job done.

Nodding, William confirmed his statement. "Yeap, together. We have quite a rough week lately, so let's just ease up a little by going on this trip."

Taking the file from William, John sat down at his office desk. As he browsed through the file, he asked, "Have you been to the hospital lately?"

After thinking about it, William replied, "Not these two days. Yolanda is about to recover and will be discharged soon, so I didn't have to visit."

Nodding, John asked, "What's her plan after she is discharged from the hospital? Since it was a car accident, it will take quite a while to recuperate."

"Indeed. She'll be renting a house and hiring a housekeeper to help out." William nodded as he spoke.

After reading through the documents briefly, John closed the file. "Very well. The sooner she recovers the better. Mom won't be too worried by then."

As soon as John mentioned Matilda, William understood the underlying meaning-John was sending him a warning.

About him and Yolanda, John had never given his direct opinion, but from the looks of it, he was clearly against it.