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Sophia raised her hand and patted the usher on the shoulder. “It must be hard for all of you to follow such a
leader.”
The usher grinned. He was on familiar terms with Sophia, so he wasn’t too reserved in his speech. “We’re not sure
what’s wrong with Young Master Jefferson in this area. We couldn’t get him to stop no matter what we did. Other
than that, he’s a good boss.”
The people in this clubhouse had worked for Logan for quite many years. Logan usually had a happy-go-lucky
attitude, and he was really decent to his subordinates. No matter what problem any of them met with, Logan would
be the first to help. His temperament was obnoxious, but he was also really honorable and devoted. If he
considered someone as one of his own, he would treat that person very well indeed.
As they were chatting, Logan came back. He stopped the car at the entrance, then got out and ran into the hall. He
hadn’t seen Sophia for a long time, so he really missed her. Rushing over to her, he was about to give Sophia a bear
hug when Matilda hurriedly stopped him.
Logan’s movements halted in the air. His arms were still wide open as he turned to look at Matilda. “You’re here
too?”
Matilda didn’t answer his question but instead said, “Put your arms down. My Sophia is carrying a baby in her belly,
so don’t simply touch her.”
Logan blinked, only to remember that Sophia was no longer who she used to be. Contemplating for a while, he then
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtput his arms down.
Smiling, Sophia leaned over and hugged Logan gently. “Logan, why haven’t you visited me these days? I’m so
bored every day.”
Hearing that she missed him, he chuckled before explaining, “Well, I’ve got a little something going on recently, so
I’m a little busy. Moreover, I heard that you moved into Constance Residence. I don’t like that place; it makes me
feel uncomfortable. So, I didn’t feel like going over.”
Sophia knew that the Constance Residence was a little more conservative and uptight with all its house rules. Logan
was far more casual at home and enjoyed lounging about, which was a big no-no over at the Constance Residence.
Not only would Old Mrs. Constance be uncomfortable, Logan himself would not be at ease either.
Sophia mused about it before nodding. “I’ll come to you when I have time then, and we can hang out together.”
She turned her head to glance at Matilda. “I’ve brought Madam Flintstone today to play poker together with you.”
Logan and Matilda weren’t familiar with each other, so Logan just nodded. “Okay.”
Sophia turned around and walked toward the stairs, “Come on, let’s play a round. It’s been a long time since I
played poker, and I’m raring to go.”
It was rare for Sophia to take the initiative to play poker with Logan, so the latter quickly arranged for his
subordinates to get the table ready.
Sitting down, Sophia shuffled the cards and then asked, “What were you up to just now? Was there something
wrong?”
At the mention of this, Logan paused in his movements. He looked at Sophia and finally replied, “I had wanted to
talk to you before about it, but I’m not sure how to tell you.”
Sophia was really taken aback by that. He actually has something that he isn’t sure how to tell me? That’s a
first. She smiled. “How can there be something you aren’t sure how to tell me? I’m all ears.”
Logan cleared his throat. “Okay, so listen, I found something to do again. I’m really thankful to God for never letting
me down. I thought I would never be able to recover in this life again, but guess what? Ha, that b*tch is finally in my
hands.”
Sophia mulled over it for a while. Which woman has Logan used ‘b*tch’ to describe before? She attempted to
guess. “Is it Leah? Or Sally?”
But Sally was still in prison, so it couldn’t be her. Is it Leah? Previously, Logan had said that he wanted to mess up
Leah and Bryce, so did he really pull it off?
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