The Returning EX (John and Sophia)

Chapter 154

After eating, Sophia and Ian went for a drive until it was time for lunch break at noon. Sophia then

asked Ian to drive her to the city center. When the car came to a stop, she unfastened her seat belt.

“Your house isn’t far from here, so you should go home and rest. You must be tired now since you took

an early morning flight. Let’s go out again when you’re free,” she suggested in an animated voice.

Meanwhile, Ian had reverted to his usual calm expression. After staring at her for a while, he nodded.

“Sure.” Swinging open the car door, Sophia alighted and waved at him through the window. Ian then

drove away.

Turning around, Sophia gazed at the office building a near distance away and sighed. That was

Constance Company. She actually wanted to ask Ian to drop her off in front of Constance Company

earlier, but the media surrounded the entrance. Thus, she couldn’t do so.

It wasn’t that she was afraid of being photographed, but the thing was that Ian was there. If she were

photographed sitting in another man’s car with just the two of them, there would probably be another

intriguing rumor on top of John’s scandal.

She then sauntered toward Constance Company leisurely. Just when she’d gotten close, someone

recognized her and shouted, “That’s Sophia Gwendolyn, the Young Mistress of the Constance Family!”

Upon hearing that, Sophia stopped short and stared at the reporters who’d appeared out of nowhere,

running toward her in a mad dash. She quickly put a smile on her face and stood there waiting without

hurrying away.

There were too many people swarming Sophia, making her slightly unsteady on her feet. “Hear, hear,

calm down. Please take your time, and if there’s anything you’d like to ask, please do so one by one.

Don’t rush, okay? Safety is a priority,” she promptly exclaimed.

Her calm and unruffled deportment had the paparazzi settling as well. After all, they were only frenzied

because they were afraid that Sophia would run off. Since she was now looking all willing to accept

their interviews, they were no longer frantic. Someone then thrust a microphone into her face. “Mrs.

Constance, is the exposé on the Internet true? Did Mr. Constance truly betray you?”

The corners of Sophia’s mouth lifted. “It’s true that he went on a business trip and had some wine

during the party. However, only these two things are true.”

The paparazzo then hurriedly asked, “Mrs. Constance, do you know of the female employee with the

surname Cox mentioned in the exposé? We’ve investigated her, and she’s indeed an employee of

Infinity Group. Besides, she was also in charge of entertaining Mr. Constance.”

Sophia nodded. “I know her, and we’ve even eaten at the same table before.”

Her answer stunned the paparazzo who’d asked the question. “You’ve seen that employee before, Mrs.

Constance? When was that?”

Sophia chuckled. “I actually accompanied my husband on his business trip, and we met Miss Cox the

very night we arrived at Tri Asel. If you’d all done your homework, you’d known that the hotel had a

bonfire party that night, and I even received a complimentary custom-made dress from the hotel just to Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

attend the bonfire party.”

At this, the reporters looked at each other. They’d been focusing on John and Infinity Group from the

very beginning itself, so it’d never crossed their minds that John actually brought Sophia along on his

business trip.

Blinking, a smile bloomed on Sophia’s face. “If you have the means, you can even check the flight

records. I was on the same flight as my husband, and we had adjacent seats. Say, I was already there,

so wouldn’t I have attended Infinity Group’s party?” After saying that, she chortled. “What other

questions do you have? Since you’ve caught me, I’ll just clarify everything.”

A reporter at the side persisted, asking, “Are you now here for a public relations stunt on behalf of your

husband, Mrs. Constance? Why isn’t Mr. Constance explaining this himself?”

Pursing her lips, Sophia feigned an expression of contemplation. “Hmm, this is a good question.

However, if your memory works, please think back to the past. When has my husband ever come

forward to explain things no matter what happened?”

Indeed, John had almost never made an appearance before the media. Back then, when Old Mr.

Constance passed away, there were conspiracy theorists who claimed severe internal strife within

Constance Company after Old Mr. Constance’s departure and even declared that John was the biggest

beneficiary in the event of his death, controlling half the Constance Family with William, and so on. At

that time, he acted as though he heard none of these rumors and ignored everything. All these years,

this had been his style—never explaining himself or making an appearance.

Sophia gazed at the reporters. “Naturally, everything I said would be an excuse in your eyes, so just go

and check whether my words are true. Next! Who’s next? Is there any other question?” She was truly

facing the media with aplomb, turning this into a fan meeting instead.