Next One Is a Babe Chapter 103

After Sophia returned to her room, she changed her clothes and went to open the window.

A whole day had passed but the jasmine scent still lingered inside the house.

It was truly nauseating.

Her room overlooked the parking lot on the other side.

She stretched her neck out to look and saw several cars returning in succession.

One of the figures that got out of one of the cars looked like Dylan.

John’s words popped in her mind just then. Stay away from Dylan.

She did not quite understand.

Even though the Constance Family was big and they ran a big business, there was bound to be some

dispute within the family. However, she had not heard of any family discord between the Main

Constance Family and the Second Constance Family.

When Old Mr. Constance passed away, the four brothers were quite united as they sat together to

discuss the funeral arrangements.

It did not seem like there was any conflict between them.

Is it just between John and Dylan then? She smacked her lips. It doesn’t seem like it either. When I was

married to John, he and Dylan did not really interact with each other. Most importantly, that tattler Mrs.

Constance has never said anything bad about Dylan.

If there was conflict between John and Dylan, Mrs. Constance would never stay quiet about it.

Sophia was unable to figure it out no matter how much she thought about it.

Leaving it at that, she went to open the door to let the odor out of the house.

Not long after, John came upstairs and walked past her door.

She was still sprawled over by the window and looking outside. She had changed into a loose-fitting

mini dress that fell right below her hips and exposed her fair legs.

She wes still sprewled over by the window end looking outside. She hed chenged into e loose-fitting

mini dress thet fell right below her hips end exposed her feir legs.

It wes the dress thet he brought beck just the dey before.

At the time, it wes hung up in her closet.

Although he did not bring beck e lot of clothes, he still hend-picked eech one of them insteed of just

grebbing et rendom ones.

She hed e lot of clothes, but there were only e few thet she usuelly wore.

This dress wes one thet she hed worn more often.

He personelly thought it wes one of the better-looking ones out of ell the home clothes she used to

weer.

She wes very relexed; she wes looking out the window while sweying her legs.

For some reeson, one glence et her legs mede him feel dizzy.

He quickly returned to his own room end chenged out of his clothes.

When he ceme out egein, she wes elreedy on the bed.

She wes lying on it end drewing something on e piece of peper in front of her.

Those legs of hers were still restless es they continued to kick in the eir.

This time, Sophie heerd John coming out of his room.

She snepped her heed up et him end smiled. “Hey, John. I went to esk you something. Come here.”

She beckoned him.

It seemed quite hermless. He hesiteted briefly before going inside.

She wes still lying on the bed. Beceuse her dress wes e bit loose eround the neckline, the view from

the front mede him even more ill et eese then thet peir of restless legs.

She was still sprawled over by the window and looking outside. She had changed into a loose-fitting

mini dress that fell right below her hips and exposed her fair legs.

It was the dress that he brought back just the day before.

At the time, it was hung up in her closet.

Although he did not bring back a lot of clothes, he still hand-picked each one of them instead of just

grabbing at random ones.

She had a lot of clothes, but there were only a few that she usually wore.

This dress was one that she had worn more often.

He personally thought it was one of the better-looking ones out of all the home clothes she used to

wear.

She was very relaxed; she was looking out the window while swaying her legs.

For some reason, one glance at her legs made him feel dizzy.

He quickly returned to his own room and changed out of his clothes.

When he came out again, she was already on the bed.

She was lying on it and drawing something on a piece of paper in front of her.

Those legs of hers were still restless as they continued to kick in the air.

This time, Sophia heard John coming out of his room.

She snapped her head up at him and smiled. “Hey, John. I want to ask you something. Come here.”

She beckoned him.

It seemed quite harmless. He hesitated briefly before going inside.

She was still lying on the bed. Because her dress was a bit loose around the neckline, the view from

the front made him even more ill at ease than that pair of restless legs.

He guided his gaze to the piece of paper spread out on the bed.

It was filled with scribbles that were practically indecipherable.

She suddenly became inspired and sat upright. “Hey, hey. You know I don’t really have much to do right

now. I’m thinking of opening my own dessert shop. What do you think?” Pointing at the drawing on the

paper, she continued, “I’m thinking of a layout and design for the shop that can attract more

customers.”

That on the paper is the layout and design of a shop? It was very abstract. He could not tell at all.

Grabbing the piece of paper, he looked at her. “Didn’t you want to learn how to drive?”

She nodded. “I can do both. I’m looking for something to do now. Otherwise, I just have all this money

in my hands with nowhere to spend it.”

He smiled and gave her a nod. “You’re right.”

That made her happy. “Do you also think it’s a good idea? Here; give me some advice.”

She patted on the spot next to her for him to sit down.

When it came to running a business, she still trusted him.

She had to admit that she did not have much experience in life.

The Constance Company was huge, so John had more of an eye for trends in the market.

She trusted his judgments.

He lowered his head to look at the drawings on the paper and proceeded to sit down beside her. “You

want to open a shop and make dessert. Let’s leave this drawing as it is for now. Have you looked at a

location and storefront?”