Chapter 935
Boss, Your Wife's Asking For A Divorce, Again
Chapter 935 Life in Old Age This solution is... Sonia fell silent. Honestly, she thought that this was feasible. It was just that if they were to give up on the batch of spare parts, they would need money to pull through, which meant that they would undoubtedly need a large amount of money. If Paradigm Co. were to take out such a huge loan, they had to offer something valuable as collateral.
At the moment, the most valuable collateral Paradigm Co. had was its building. It was very risky to mortgage the building, for the slightest bit of carelessness could cause her to lose the building. Therefore, she had to think about it carefully. At the thought of this, she massaged her temples, took a deep breath, and replied, âLet me think about it, Charles. Just give me a day.â
Charles knew what she was hesitating over. If it were him, he would also hesitate like this. He replied with a nod, âOkay, take your time. Whatever your decision is, remember to tell me. Donât make me worried.â
âUh-huh,â Sonia replied with a forced smile.
The two then exchanged a few more words before hanging up.
Putting down her phone, Sonia sat on the edge of the bed and lowered her head slightly in contemplation.
A few minutes later, the room door was opened, and Toby came in. He asked in a gentle voice, âWhatâs wrong? Are you daydreaming again?â
Soniaâs eyes flickered before she looked up at Toby with a smile. âNothing. I was just thinking about some stuff. By the way, what do you think about my outfit?â She stood up while suppressing her restlessness. Not wanting Toby to notice it, she quickly changed the subject and did a twirl in front of him to show him her outfit.
Toby rubbed his chin and nodded with unconcealed admiration in his eyes. âNot bad. It looks beautiful on you.â
âThatâs of course. You picked this outfit for me, after all,â Sonia said with a smile while putting down her arms.
Toby curled his lips into a smile. âSo Iâve got pretty good taste, right?â
Sonia gave him a thumbs up. âThatâs right, Mr. Fuller. Youâve got good taste, or you wouldnât have been able to pick such a good-looking outfit for me.â
Toby came up to her. Putting his arm around her slim waist, he lowered his head and whispered in her ear, âIn that case, how about I match clothes for you every day from now on?â
Sonia looked at him. âIâve got no problem if you want to, of course.â Why not use a stylist if itâs available for free?
Seeing the hint of slyness in her eyes, Toby chuckled in a deep voice. âOkay. From now on, as long as I have time to do so, Iâll choose your outfit for the next day. Alright, our meal is ready. Letâs go and have lunch.â
Toby made two bowls of hearty pasta that had prawns, meat, and braised pork in them with half a boiled egg and two little bok choys for garnish. The sight of the pasta alone was mouthwatering.
Holding down her hair, Sonia bent down and took a sniff at the pasta. She said with a smile, âIt smells so good! This is gonna taste amazing. Thanks for the hard work.â
âNot at all. As long as you like it, Iâll think that itâs worth it,â Toby said while pulling out the chair for her. After she sat down, he put the fork in her hand.
âHurry up and give it a try.â
âOkay.â Sonia clutched her fork and nodded heavily. Then, she forked up the pasta and dug in.
The pasta was al dente, the prawns were chewy, the meat was tender, and the braised pork was sweet. These food ingredients were far from the top-
grade ones, but they tasted great when combined together.
Sonia couldnât help but say as she chewed her pasta, âToby, if you open a pasta restaurant one day, just sell such pastas. Iâm sure that your business will do well.â
Toby ate a spoonful of soup gracefully before replying, âGood idea. After we grow old and retire in the future, letâs hand our company over to the kids and open a pasta restaurant. Iâll make pastas, while youâll be the cashier. How about it?â
Sonia didnât expect that Toby would respond to her suggestion and even paint a picture of what their lives would be like in their old age. As a consequence, she couldnât help but subconsciously imagine what he had described. Well... It seems like a pretty good idea to open a pasta restaurant as he described when we get old. At the thought of this, she couldnât help but blush and lowered her head to stuff herself with pasta.
She didnât answer Tobyâs question, but Toby knew her thoughts and answer from her reddened cheeks. He fell silent as a hint of joy flashed across his eyes. If I speak again, sheâll feel even more shy.
He refused to let her clear the dishes away after lunch. Instead, he let her sit on the sofa and rest while he brought the dishes to the kitchen to wash them.
Sonia relaxed with pleasure as Toby didnât allow her to wash the dishes. Sitting on the sofa, she quietly waited for him to finish doing the dishes and come out.
After she waited for a while, her cell phone vibrated. She picked it up to take a look, only to see that it was a message from Charles.
Weâve just spoken on the phone. Why would he message me at this time? She curiously opened the message and found that Charles had sent her a document. With a few taps of her finger, she accepted the document and opened it to take a look, finding that it contained very detailed personal information about Connor. She skimmed through the document, finding that it contained some secret information about Connorâincluding his past relationships and all kinds of shady stuff he had done in secretâas well as everything else. Not only that, but it gave a succinct description of Connorâs character.
A few question marks popped up in her head as she read through the document. Obviously, she didnât understand why Charles would send this to her. Without the slightest hesitation, she immediately texted him to ask him about it.
Charles texted her back soon afterward. âArenât you gonna meet him the day after tomorrow? You probably still donât know much about what kind of a person he is, so I made a special effort to ask my connections in Westsanshire for help to get my hands on detailed information about Connor. Just read it carefully and try to memorize as much information about him as possible. Try to understand him better so that you wonât be at a disadvantage when you meet him by then.â
A warm smile played across Soniaâs lips when she saw his reply. As expected, a real friend will go to such an extent for me. He probably spent a lot of money to get his hands on such detailed information. Feeling deeply moved, she began to reply with a few taps of her fingers, âAlright, I got it.
Thank you, Charles.â
She didnât ask Charles how much it had cost him to buy such information, nor did she mention that she wanted to return the money to him. She knew him very well, so she knew that he would definitely be angry and sad if she were to bring this up. To him, everything he had done for her was of his own volition, so he didnât want her to give him money. If she did, heâd take it as a sign that she wanted to keep her distance from him. Since she knew him, she knew not to mention or ask about these things.
As she had expected, there were undertones of apparent joy and cheerfulness in his reply message. âWhy thank me? Iâm your brother. Alright, I gotta go. Iâve got to attend a meeting.â
Sonia let out a chuckle. âAlright. Just go ahead with your meeting.â
As soon as she put down her phone, she heard footsteps from behind, which was followed by Tobyâs inquiring voice. âWho were you chatting with?
You smiled so happily.â
Sonia looked back at the man who was walking toward her and replied without hiding anything from him, âIt was Charles.â
Hearing that it was Charles, Toby instantly knitted his brows. âCharles? Why would he text you?â
âWhy canât he text me?â Sonia let out a chuckle. âFriends can have a casual chat when they have nothing to do.â
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ï¤Chapter 1211 Ending Toby turned his gaze to her cell phone and pursed his lips. âHmph! Heâs got to be up to something,â he said uncomfortably.
Soniaâs smile deepened as she propped her head in her hand. âAre you upset?â
Toby sat down next to her. He didnât answer her question, but he had annoyance written all over his face.
Heâs just being jealous again, thought Sonia.
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