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

Chapter 659 Looking for Toby

Sonia rose from the couch and hurried into her bedroom while speaking into her phone, “Don’t worry, Grandma, I know what to do. I’d have rushed over now, even if you didn’t call me.”

“That’s great. Well, then, you should get going, Sonia. Remember to keep this old woman updated as soon as something happens,” Rose said.

Sonia nodded. “Fret not, Grandma. I promise I’ll call you.”

“Alright. In that case, I’ll leave Toby to you, and maybe you could talk to him for me, see if you can’t bring him out of grieving over his mother’s passing.”

“I’ll do my best,” Sonia promised solemnly.

Rose hung up the phone in relief, and Mary came over with a cup of tea. Upon seeing the distressed expression on the older woman’s face, Mary put on a comforting smile. “Now, do stop worrying, Old Mrs. Fuller. I’m sure that the Young Mistress will handle this without a hitch; she’d be the cure to Young Master Toby’s heartache, if not the beacon of light that guides him out of his grief.”

“Well, here’s to hoping,” Rose said wistfully as she took a sip of tea. With a sigh, she added, “It’s not so much that I don’t believe in Sonia’s capabilities that I am worried about Toby’s deep-seated trauma following his mother’s suicide. It’s not just something that he could be coaxed out of within a day.”

“But I firmly believe that if Young Master Toby were to open himself to the Young Mistress’ gentle counseling, his condition would improve greatly,” Mary prompted as she came up behind Rose and started to rub the latter’s shoulders.

Rose nodded tiredly. “I suppose you’re right. I just hope Sonia could get to Toby quickly enough to bring to fruition the results we hope for, otherwise…”

“Don’t trouble yourself, Old Mrs. Fuller. You have to have faith in the Young Mistress. I’m sure she’ll get to Young Master Toby just in time,” Mary interrupted the old woman’s worried chain of thought. “We all know how much he loves the Young Mistress, and by virtue of that alone, he will allow her to approach him.”

“Hopefully,” Rose muttered as she lowered her gaze, then blew on the tea in the cup before her.

Meanwhile, over at Bayside Residence, Sonia had put on a change of clothes and was grabbing an umbrella, ready to leave to find Toby.

opened the door when the icy air attacked her, biting at her skin and making her shudder. “The weather’s freezing,” she mumbled to herself, her face

as she wanted to slip back into the warmth of her apartment, she knew she didn’t have a choice. She blew warm

she put her foot out. Retracting her step, she spun on her heels and headed back into her bedroom, then came out again a minute later with a paper bag in hand. It was only then that she took the elevator

able to

that he had gone back on his word and frustrated that she had no idea of what was happening to him right now, given

call Tom. Fortunately, the call went through, and

like she usually would. Instead, she went straight to the point, given that it was a matter of urgency. She was already

right below the tower, and I’ve already knocked several times, but he refused to open the door. I even tried calling Old Mrs. Fuller just now, but for some

get through Tom’s phone; it was likely that both their

shoulders sag in relief. As long as he’s at Skylark Tower and not somewhere remote that

the rest of his team might not be able to see Toby, but that didn’t mean Sonia couldn’t. She has a special place in President Fuller’s

do you have the keys to his apartment?” Sonia

head ruefully. “No. He rarely ever stays in Skylark Tower, so I don’t have the keys to his apartment

said with a soft hum. “In that case, I’m going to need you to find a

locksmith?” he repeated

“Yes, because neither of us has the key, and Toby refuses to open

“But—”

take responsibility if he gets mad at us breaking in,” Sonia promised with a hand to her chest, as if

he nodded in agreement.

throw a tantrum, and it’s highly unlikely that he’ll lash out at her. There’s

entered the elevator, and

at the sight of Sonia’s approaching figure, he put up an arm to wave at her. “Over here, Miss

over to join them at the entrance, whereupon Tom gestured toward the door courteously. “Please follow me, Miss Reed. I’ll bring you up to