Next One Is a Babe

Chapter 42

In front of President McCaw and that female employee, John took out his phone and called Zack.

Zack answered the phone almost immediately. Without knowing anything yet, he answered joyfully, “Boss, how can I help you?”

John’s voice was deep and low. “When will you and Sophia be coming back??

For a moment, Zack said nothing. The way John addressed Sophia left him confused—he had never heard John address her in such an endearing way before.

Still, he was considerably quick-witted. He paused for several seconds, then smacked his lips. “Madam Sophia is still at the Edge of the World. She did not mention when she will be returning. What’s wrong? Did something happen at the hotel?”

John smiled. “It’s nothing. I was just asking. Go ahead and have fun.”

After that, he hung up.

The expressions on President McCaw and the female employee’s faces were rather interesting.

Then, he raised his brows at them. “Well? Did you hear that?”

He didn’t want to continue talking, so he immediately shut the door in their faces. After that, his expression fell.

That President McCaw… He looked like he was waiting for some sort of drama to happen. He probably

wanted to turn this incident into a weakness of mine and hold it over my head. Seeing as my divorce from Sophia has not been publicly announced yet, I remain a married man in the eyes of the public. Even if I were drugged, my reputation would be affected one way or another if it got out that I spent the night with a woman of unknown origins.

For that reason, I’m certain President McCaw allowed that female employee to raise a ruckus in front of my door to shine a light on this matter and bring my morality into question.

Then, John breathed out a sigh of relief.

I’m so glad Sophia came over that night. However, if this issue were to be resolved, another issue will arise. Therefore, news of my divorce from Sophia cannot be leaked out. No matter what our reasons may be, it cannot be announced to the public at this point.

Frowning, he returned to the sofa and sat down. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Just then, Zack called again.

John glanced at his phone and answered it. “What’s wrong?”

Zack’s voice sounded rather serious. “Right; Madam Sophia and I are heading back now—”

“It’s fine to talk now,” John bluntly replied.

Upon hearing that, Zack paused, then he let out a long sigh of relief. “Boss, what was that just now? Did something happen?”

John leaned back against the sofa. “The incident where I was drugged was brought out into the open.”

Although Zack might not be the sharpest tool in the shed, he caught on quickly during critical times. Thus, he spewed out a string of expletives without holding back before continuing, “So, they wanted to use this incident to blackmail us?”

John breathed out. “It’s fine now.”

Still, Zack was angry. “That was dangerous. If Sophia didn’t go over that day, we might be in serious trouble by now.”

No matter what it was, if John had slept with another woman and word had gotten out about it, the Constance Company would be affected by the ensuing backlash. After all, most people did not care about the means or the cause, they only cared about the results.

Since the Constance Company ran a large business, it naturally had many competitors in the market. If a scandal occurred, there was no knowing how many people would try to bring the company down. It was a consequence that he didn’t even dare to imagine.

Meanwhile, John leaned against the sofa with his eyes closed. “So, you don’t need to come back yet. You can continue sightseeing; it’s alright now.”

Zack was no longer in the mood for fun. He said, “Forget it; forget it. We’re already on our way back anyway. We might as well head back. Sophia has an upset stomach, so she needs to take some stomach medicine when she gets back.”

Then, John grunted in reply without saying more. “Okay. If there’s anything else, you can report it to me

once you get back.”

After hanging up the phone, he placed his phone aside. At that moment, his mind was a mess.

Many incidents occurred during this trip that seemed to be beyond his control. Hence, it left a bad taste in his mouth.

John waited for a while, then remembered something. Thus, he hurriedly called up the Constance Residence, and Old Mrs. Constance answered the call. “John, aren’t you working?”