Next One Is a Babe Chapter 370

Once they got in the car, Ian asked the driver to send Sophia home first as he was not in a rush.

With no objections, Sophia began to talk about how adorable the Jeffersons were.

As soon as the car arrived at Sophia’s home, she got off, and Ian followed after.

Surprised, Sophia asked, “What’s the matter?”

With a smile, Ian said, “Nothing. You go on in. I’ll stay until you get in.”

Sophia chuckled. “Why? You’re afraid there’ll be thieves in my house? That won’t happen.” Saying this,

she walked toward her house.

As usual, the door was locked and could only be unlocked with fingerprints. Gazing back at Ian, she

assured, “It’s fine. You can go now.”

After thinking about it, Ian turned and got into the car.

Closing the door behind her, Sophia slipped on the indoor slippers.

However, before she reached the staircase, her phone rang.

Getting out her phone from the bag, she smiled as she saw it was Ian who called.

As she turned to look outside, she saw Ian was out of the car and running toward her house.

Puzzled, she went to open the door and asked, “What—”

Before she could finish her sentence, however, Ian put away his phone and signaled her to hush up,

whispering, “Wait for me in the car.”

The driver had gotten out of the car as well.

Frowning, Sophia was confused. “What’s wrong?”

Pointing upstairs, Ian said, “I saw someone.”

Startled, Sophia asked, “Someone? Where? In my house?”

“Yes, upstairs. You’d better go outside and wait,” whispered Ian.

Slightly trembling in fear, Sophia thought it was no joke to have someone waiting to seize you at home.

Nodding her head, she went out of the living room while signaling the driver to come over and help Ian

out.

Who knew who that person was? And with Ian alone facing that person, she felt worried.

Once the driver went into the house, Sophia didn’t get into the car but scanned through the yard and

grabbed a stick at the corner.

Previously when she was cleaning the house, the mop was spoiled, left with the stick.

Swaying the stick around, Sophia thought this would work as a good defense tool, so she went back

into the house.

When she saw that Ian and the driver were already slowly walking up the stairs, she let out a cough to

hint Ian that she should go up first.

Surely, that person knew she was back, and he would suspect if she didn’t appear.

Disregarding Ian, Sophia said, “Oh god, I’m so tired! Such a busy day.”

With that, she walked up vigorously while holding the stick in her hands.

With Ian following closely and quietly behind, Sophia walked toward her room, but she stopped abruptly

at the door.

Since she was living alone, before she left the house, she would often leave the room door and

windows open to promote ventilation.

However, the door was now closed.

Holding on tightly to the stick, Sophia went to open the door.

Scanning through the room, she didn’t notice anything different, and the room still looked organized

and tidy.

Stepping into her room, Sophia whined on purpose, “Ah, another boring day with nothing much to do.”

Saying that, she walked over to check out the bathroom, but there was no one inside.

Surprised, Sophia wondered where else could the person hide.

Turning around, she saw Ian standing beside the closet.

Nodding her head, Sophia guessed that was the only place left for the person to hide.

Carrying the stick with her, she stood at the side and immediately opened the closet.

This closet was rather huge and was filled with Sophia’s clothes.

Since she had decluttered some of her old clothes, the closet space was sufficient.