Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 1502

Chapter 1502 

After Sophia left, Robin went to find Orli. They revisited their collaboration plan. The issues Orli pointed out were not that severe, just some minor 

stuff. 

Orli apologized, “Maybe I was being too sensitive. I know this collaboration is important, so I was afraid of any omissions.” 

“That’s okay. Your meticulous attitude is definitely a good thing.” Robin praised. 

Orli gave a gentle smile, “Thanks for the encouragement, President Hester! By the way, Mr. Gilder is coming over today. Can I join you? I want to shadow you and take this opportunity to hone my skills.” 

“Of course, you can!” Robin responded immediately. 

“Thank you, President Hester!” Orli said joyfully. “Let me get ready then!” 

“Sure!” 

Sophia didn’t drive here, so she was waiting for Estelle at the coffee shop downstairs of Robin’s company. 

After finishing her coffee, Estelle just arrived. 

Sophia grabbed her bag, “Let’s go!” 

Seeing Sophia alone, Estelle asked, “Where’s Robin? Isn’t he coming with us?” 

“He has a client meeting tonight, so he can’t make it. Next time!” Sophia answered with a smile, linked arms with Estelle and walked out with her. Hearing that Robin wasn’t coming, Estelle breathed a sigh of relief. At least, Jason wouldn’t feel too upset tonight. As soon as they arrived at Old Mr. Quintin’s place, Sophia gave him a big hug, “I missed you so much!” 

Old Mr. Quintin irritably brushed her off, “Get off me!” Then, he turned to Estelle, “Estelle, sit here, look what I got for you!” 

Estelle walked over and saw the table full of desserts and cakes, her eyes lit up instantly. 

Sophia was a bit displeased, “You’re so biased towards Estelle, it’s not fair! I’m mad!” 

“If you could behave as well as Estelle, would I dislike you?” Old Mr. Quintin retorted sarcastically. 

“Does she behave good?” Sophia gave an incredulous look, pointing to Estelle who was stuffing a tart into her mouth, “How many fights has she picked? Have you forgotten? I seriously suspect you have Alzheimer’s!” 

Old Mr. Quintin turned to Estelle, asking, “What’s this disease she’s talking about?” 

Estelle swallowed her tart and chuckled, “It’s called dementia!” 

Old Mr. Quintin paused and reached for a feather duster on the table to hit Sophia with. The two of them chased each other around the room. Estelle recalled the times when they lived together at Old Mr. Quintin’s house and this kind of scene played out on daily basis. So, she continued eating her food, appearing totally nonchalant! 

“I was wrong, please have mercy!” Sophia yelled while dodging. “Jason, come help me!”