Next One Is a Babe Chapter 1867

Ian might have been wearing a cap and a mask, but those in the supermarket were still able to
recognize him.

Cindy, on the other hand, was using only a mask. She wasn’t trying to mask her identity and since she
had been recognized by others as well, she didn’t try to run and hide either.

Perhaps seeing Yulia today had prompted her to show up in public with Ian and she was no longer anal
about it as she had been once upon a time ago. He wasn’t bothered by the attention he was receiving
from the astonished shopping crowd either as he sauntered through the aisles while pushing the cart,
looking comfortable with Cindy next to him.

The both of them bought a lot of stuff, most of which were homeware.

Back in the day, Cindy tried to avoid being seen in public with Ian like this, but now, she was starting to
enjoy it. Maybe she was slowly adapting to her role, and with it came a strange indifference that made
her brush off public scrutiny with ease.

They strolled around the supermarket for a while before heading home, whereupon she decided to get
started on lunch.

She had barely whipped up any dishes when news of her and Ian being sighted at the supermarket
was uploaded on the Internet.

It was a wonder at all that petty news like this could circulate around the Internet so quickly and one
couldn’t help asking just how much time those gossip-mongers had on their hands.



Ian scrolled and found the news article and photos before he brought his phone over to Cindy to show
her.

She gave the news a cursory glance, then felt a sadistic twist of joy as she thought, I wonder if Yulia is
reading this right now.

The news came attached with candid photos of her and Ian at the supermarket; the camera caught
them just as they stood close to each other, gazing at the seafood selection.

For some reason, the photo made it look like they were an intimate couple. There was another photo of
them where Ian was seen with his hand on the top of her head, making it look like he was ruffling her
hair with indulgence and affection.

Cindy had forgotten about that gesture of his and even though the press could be faulted for being so
nosy, there were times when they were admittedly of great help.

Well, at least that’s one photo I can approve of, she thought in amusement before she laughed as she
continued with her cooking. “Word sure gets around fast. Do you think they’re squatting right outside
our home now, hoping that at some point they will get their hands on some coveted information about
you?”

Ian parted his lips, then smiled as he mused, “Who knows? Maybe they’re just trying to ride the wave
before things at the Morgan Family blow over for good. Right now, the drama is still ongoing over
there.”

It was only then that Cindy remembered how the publicizing of Bryce’s will had taken the netizens by
storm and the heated discussion that followed was beyond comprehension.



More importantly, Ian was one of the highest-trending stars now and it was no surprise that the media
would make him the latest subject of their write-ups.

He now waited in the kitchen, and when she was done cooking, they brought the dishes out to the
dining table.

The table had been set, but before either of them could take their seats, Ian’s phone began to ring.

He didn’t have many friends to begin with and he was rather surprised that somebody was calling him
now. He fumbled to fish his phone out of his pocket, muttering quietly, “It’s probably Sean. He doesn’t
have a lot of people to talk to, so I’m his designated confidante.”

Alas, the person calling was not Sean, but Simon.

As things were, Simon had become the public laughing stock after Bryce’s will was made public.

The media didn’t spare him from the shame when they reported on Simon being left out of the will and
they did not hide their wicked glee as they inspired jokes about it either. They even started to dig up all
the underhanded things he had done in the past.

Instead of sympathizing with him, those who read the news simply thought Simon deserved it.

Consequently, Leah and her spawns were considered the butt of society’s joke wherever they went.

Cindy didn’t think it was her place to say anything about this outcome, but to some extent, she believed



that Simon shouldn’t have to bear the brunt of the mockery, all things considered.

At the end of the day, the problem lay in Leah and her ways of bringing up her children. Had he been
raised with the right morals, Simon might never have had to endure such shame; he could even be
likable.

Ian was hesitant as he stared at the caller ID flashing on his screen. He didn’t want to answer the call
at all, and besides, he didn’t have anything to say to Simon.

As if reading Ian’s mind, Cindy pointed out in consolation, “You don’t have to answer his call if you don’t
want to. I mean, everyone has gone their separate ways now that things have taken a sour turn, so you
don’t have to put up with pretenses anymore.”

Upon hearing this, he let out a small sigh of relief as he rejected the call.

However, it had only taken seconds after that rejection when the phone rang with a second call from
Simon.

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