Boss, Your Wife's Asking For A Divorce, Again

Chapter 594 The Best Way

“That’s right,” Toby said as his hand moved to massage his temple instead. “I can’t do anything to Titus and his family too. What if I were to kill him, only for Sonia to find out about her birth one day? How would she see me then? She may loath the thought of being the Gray couple’s daughter, but no one can choose their parents. The day I kill her parents will be the day I destroy my relationship with her. She’ll choose to leave me.”

So this was the true reason Toby had been putting up with the Grays.

If it wasn’t for his fear of losing Sonia, he would have brought the Grays to ruin himself a long time ago. He would carry out his revenge on behalf of Sonia, and she would be able to get what she wanted without dirtying her hands.

Alas, Sonia just had to be the Gray couple’s biological daughter.

Even if she refused to accept them as her parents, he would become a murderer who had killed her blood relatives if he really were to have the couple murdered.

While she might not hate him for his actions, she definitely would start pushing him away.

The complexity of the situation made Rose rub her forehead as she felt a headache creeping up the back of her head. “If that’s the case, neither you nor Sonia can do anything to the Grays then,” she deduced.

“She definitely can’t.” In a grave tone, he continued, “Furthermore, Sonia and I found something out on our trip to Kosovo.”

Rose knew that her grandson was going to say something serious by the looks of it. “What is it?” she asked as she stroked the cane she was holding in her hand.

“Henry Reed did not commit suicide because of what happened to Paradigm Co., nor was it because of the disappearance of Jessica Reed and Sandra Brenner after they took the money. He was drugged. Titus had the mother-and-daughter duo feed him a drug that weakened him mentally,” he said.

Rose was hit by one surprise after another, and she quickly asked, “Did something like that really happen?”

“It did.” Fatigue could be heard seeping through his replies. “Sonia’s hatred for the Gray Family only got deeper after knowing this. She wants Titus to be sentenced to death as revenge for Henry’s murder. But if she does succeed at doing so, she’ll never have another day where she’s at peace because she’d be her own father’s murderer.”

After hearing that, Rose quietly pondered for a bit. “So what we have to do now is to hide Sonia’s birth from her while stopping her from doing anything to Titus?”

Toby said with

As long as she doesn’t end her relationship with the Reed and Gray Families, she’ll live a life of vengeance forever.” Rose,

Toby uttered, “There’s only one way, and that is to

will that take?” Rose

said as he gently shook his head. “A few more months at most. His kidney failure is now at the critical stage, and he hasn’t found a compatible donor for a kidney transplant. The chances of him dying from this are pretty high. And when the day does come, all Sonia has to do is buy the

months is to plan out what we intend to do to the Grays,

now. The day Titus dies will be the day the Gray Family falls into shambles. Even if Sonia were to find out about the truth, the most she’ll do is shut herself away for a short while. Not the best outcome, but still, it’ll be better than getting stuck and

and do it your

and put it back onto

let out another grievous sigh as she thought about the absurdity of the whole situation. “Who would have imagined that the life Sonia lives would be

expected this.”

were already each other’s nemesis for 26 years. For Henry to bring up and raise his rival’s child like one of his own was

would not have become who she was today if she had been under the care of the Gray couple. She probably would be

of tea before bringing up the reason he came to Rose’s room. “Alright, Grandma. It’s pretty late

to talk to you about the company shares. Tyler’s coming of age

gave him, but only after he reaches age. As for the rest of the business, I will discuss it with him further when he comes back. Don’t worry. I won’t

you may go back to your room. Your old lady here

the couch and said, “I’ll be out of your hair then.” He then looked over at Mary

smilingly replied, “Don’t worry about it,

the conversation, he put down the cup he was using

his room was right across

his room. Instead of making way into the room to rest, he threw

traces of light could be seen peeking through the gaps between the door

and