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Chapter 501 Toby’s Evening Gown

Despite saying so, Vincent’s tone of voice was filled with uncertainty, and he couldn’t conceal it at all. It was evident that Vincent was worried—he believed that Toby would eventually investigate and find out about their plan. Vincent was merely trying to comfort and fool himself with his reassuring words.

At that moment, the maid ran over to Vincent and Lily. “President McRae, Fuller Group’s president’s assistant, Mr. Brown, is here to see you,” she uttered.

Vincent’s heart sank when he heard the words ‘Fuller Group’, and the muscles on his rugged face trembled as he spoke. “What did you say? Who’s here?”

“Daddy!” Lily grabbed onto Vincent’s hand in fear.

“President Fuller’s assistant, Mr. Brown,” the maid repeated. Vincent’s expression turned grim once he made sure that he hadn’t heard the wrong name earlier. All of a sudden, he got to his feet and paced back and forth beside the couch. “What’s he doing here? Why is he here?” Vincent balled his fists as he muttered.

“Mr. Brown said that he’s here to seek justice on behalf of President Fuller.” The maid looked up and gave Vincent a careful gaze. “He said that you and Lily were plotting against President Fuller…”

Bang! Before the maid finished her sentence, Vincent collapsed back onto the couch. “He knows about it, Dad. He knows!” Lily was so terrified that her entire being was shaking. As Vincent parted his lips to speak, anger began seeping out of his being. “I heard what the maid said!” he growled as he glared at Lily with his bloodshot eyes.

“Would you like to see Mr. Brown now, President McRae? He’s just behind the door,” the maid uttered.

“Why would I want to see him? Tell him that I’m not interested in meeting

but to see me.” Tom walked in with a grin on his face, a security guard and lawyer following behind him.

However, he hadn’t expected Tom to invite himself into the room. Gone were his hopes of being able to escape! After that, Tom had a conversation

signed papers in his hands as he smiled and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. He looked like a fox who had just caught his meal of the day.

McRaes, President Fuller. Vincent agreed to sign the documents, and someone will short sell all of his company’s stocks soon.

took it over, but he didn’t read it at all. “I got it,” he uttered as he tossed the documents onto the coffee table. Typically, the McRaes’ tiny act of plotting against Toby wouldn’t have resulted in such a huge punishment for them. However, when Tom was doing his

when he realized how unsteady the company was. He figured that he would suck up the last bit of Paradigm Co.’s funds. However, Vincent’s capital wasn’t big enough, so Paradigm Co. managed to survive, albeit barely. Yet, Henry was still burdened by debt, and he still killed himself in the end. I don’t understand why Henry killed himself over unpaid debts, but I’m sure that Vincent played

other than the Gray Family. “There’s something else, President Fuller.” Tom didn’t seem to mind that Toby hadn’t even glanced at the documents. The

to pour himself a glass of water. Tom, who was standing beside him, responded in a polite tone, “Old Mrs. Fuller’s 80th birthday party is happening in two days, and the evening gown you bought for Sonia has arrived. It’s at the customs now. Should I send it over to Miss

would have definitely used someone else’s name to send the dress over to Sonia before today. But now

own name. I was too harsh with my words previously. I didn’t just say that she was bad at taking care of me; I even told her never to show up in front of me ever again. Toby massaged his temples as he felt a surge of regret in his chest. I shouldn’t have given up on looking for a heart donor so soon, and I shouldn’t

breath. “You deserve it!” Previously, Tom had already told Toby not to give up

turned to look at Tom as he wanted

to allow fate to dictate your life, and since you’ve decided that you want to find a heart donor and continue living, then I’m sure you don’t want to grow any further apart from Miss Reed, right? You should be

gaze

“Well, your evening gown is the perfect way to go about this! Why