After a quick chat, Logan hung up, and Sophia went to change into another outfit before heading downstairs. Old
Mrs. Constance was nowhere to be seen on the first floor, so Sophia assumed that she was resting in her room.
Before she departed, she reminded the servants to inform Old Mrs. Constance about it when they saw her in the
house.
Whenever Sophia wanted to leave the house, there would be someone to chauffeur her around—John made all the
thoughtful arrangements for her. She rode a car to Logan’s clubhouse and found out that Ian was not there yet.
Logan sat in the main hall of the clubhouse, and the gold chain on his neck had been taken off. Holding it in his
hand, like chanting a Rosary prayer, he fumbled with the beads on the gold chain. Sophia burst into laughter at the
comical sight and walked up to him. “Why, why have you finally decided to take off that heavy gold chain of yours!”
He looked at her and slapped the gold chain onto the sofa beside him, accusing in an angry tone, “None of you
understand this! This gold chain is a status symbol. You peasants!”
Sophia didn’t know that a gaudy and ugly gold chain could be seen as a status symbol. She took a seat and picked
up the gold chain to scrutinize it, which was when she got taken aback by the weight of the item. It appeared
expensive and valuable. Anyway, the gold chain appeared cheap due to its sheer volume. When one put the chain
on, it looked like a fake.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe touched the beads on the chain and admired the excellent craftsmanship. Due to frequent wear by Logan, the
surface of the beads was quite worn out. She asked him curiously, “Why did you take it off? I used to tell you to take
it off, but you never wanted to.”
Hearing that, he looked a little uncomfortable. Why did he take it off? It was all because Lola taunted the chain
itself. Last time, she pointed a finger and reprimanded him with all sorts of harsh words.
Finally, when she ran out of words to insult him, she turned her attention to the huge gold chain on his neck. She
continued to offend him by saying that he was a tasteless nouveau riche, parading around with a dog collar on his
neck. The dog collar insult triggered him to almost lose control of himself and retaliate.
To be honest, Lola’s opinion had been jokingly mentioned by Sophia and Ian before, but Logan didn’t take it too
seriously when he was laughed at by his friends. However, when Lola was the one to insult him, he boiled with rage
and refused to tolerate it.
Every single word out of that stupid b*tch’s mouth makes me jump in anger! The mere thought of Lola’s face made
him feel like rushing up and punching her.
Still simmering in resentment, Logan ignored Sophia’s question and sat there with a long face. She stared at him
for a while and laughed out loud because she could almost guess the reason behind his puzzling anger.
It took some time for Ian to arrive at the clubhouse. He entered the place while making a call on the phone, looking
busy indeed. When he saw Sophia waiting, he stopped and briefly wrapped up his conversation. She tried her best
to relax her expression as she waved at him. “Hello!”
He flashed a smile at her and took a seat beside them. “What’s up, Logan? You look upset.”
Sophia answered on behalf of Logan, “Yeah, he has been acting this way for two days. Someone just met his
match.”
Without interference from other guests, the three of them finally could enjoy a hangout in a comfortable
atmosphere. Ian chuckled as he stated, “Is it even possible for Logan to meet his match? That’s surprising. During
my absence, I have no idea how many things happened out here.”
Logan pursed his lips and was reluctant to bring up Lola, so he changed the topic. “Let’s go. Let’s head to the
private room. I’ll have my staff prepare some food and drinks.”
No one was really hungry at the time of the meeting. In fact, it was more like a gathering around the dining table
for the sake of chatting.
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