The Returning Ex

Chapter 135

John didn’t even bother to put on a façade, his face devoid of expression. Panic swamped President McCaw at his indifference. Extending a leg, he stuck it between the elevator doors. The elevator doors were gradually closing, but they then slowly opened upon sensing the obstruction.

He looked at John with a smile on his face. “President Constance, let’s talk nicely, okay? I think there’s a misunderstanding between us, so I came all the way here to explain the matter.”

“A misunderstanding?” John sneered, “Didn’t you contact the media for an exclusive exposé?”

President McCaw froze. Never would I have thought that John Constance could have found out about this so quickly. I’ve just contacted the media yesterday and hadn’t even said anything, merely the fact that I’ve got an exclusive exposé about him.

I was just thinking about using the media to stir up a scandal if I truly couldn’t reach an agreement with him, but the news has actually gotten to him in the blink of an eye. But that makes sense. After all, the media will side with the more influential person.

His expression turned embarrassed. “President Constance, this matter can’t be explained in just a sentence or two, so let’s find a place and talk at length. What do you think?” Mortification flooded him as everyone coming and going stared at them.

“I’m not interested.” After saying that, John took two steps toward the elevator doors and butted his leg out with a light kick. Then, he closed the elevator doors again. As the elevator ascended, his expression was terrifyingly grim, his entire aura going frosty.

Upon exiting the elevator, he went to his office. The first thing he did after sitting down was to summon Zack in via the intercom. Zack eagerly jogged over. “How was it? What happened?

Did something happen when you went back to meet Sophia at noon…” Before he’d finished speaking, he swallowed the rest of his words at the sight of John’s forbidding expression. He then blinked. “Er… boss, what do you need me to do?”

John crossed his hands and rested them on the desk. “President McCaw is downstairs. It doesn’t seem as though he’ll be leaving immediately, so call the security and have him kicked out.”

“President McCaw from Infinity Group?” Zack’s eyes bugged. “He has the temerity to come here? Didn’t he already contact the media?” John said nothing. Zack rubbed his hands. “Sure, sure, I’ll go and call the security at once to kick this person out. What a piece of trash!” He then pivoted and left.

Only then did John lean back against his chair and heaved a sigh of relief. I’ve never been a person who allows others to control me. In my entire life, yesterday was the only time I’ve ever been blackmailed, and that person was Sophia Gwendolyn.

Nonetheless, I can’t do anything about that since I was at fault in the matter, nor can I blame her. However, others certainly aren’t allowed to do that. No one else can do so. Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Zack was efficient, and he came back in no time to say that everything had been settled. John was then busy throughout the entire afternoon.

Midway, William came and asked whether he was planning on going back home at night, upon which John remembered Mrs. Constance’s words during the phone call. “I might need to make a trip back. It happens that I’ve still got some things at home, so I’ll take them when I leave.”

William nodded. “Don’t worry about your mother. She’s just throwing a tantrum and will be fine after a few days.”

John looked up at him. “Dad, you’re really good to my mother.”

William was startled for a moment before he smiled. He was usually a gentle person, so his smiles were also a fair occurrence. At this moment, his expression was merely a tad more bashful. “Your mother is a great person. She’s just a little childish. Well, all humans have their shortcomings, so a couple should tolerate each other.”

Lowering his gaze, John nodded and said nothing further. When William had left, he pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes. Tolerate each other? This is actually rather difficult to do. If someone has no feelings for the other person, it’ll only be forbearance instead of tolerance. My personality is different from his, so I can’t do it.

Actually, Sophia is quite good. Now that I’m thinking about it, she’s indeed pleasant. She doesn’t have any major flaws, and on second thought, she even has quite a number of merits. He spaced out as he recalled Sophia’s various actions these days.