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

Boss Your Wife’s Asking for A Divorce Again Chapter 797 Tom’s Speechlessness

“Alright, I’ll have someone ready a set of oil-painting tools for the next time Mr. Barber gets angry.” Tom chuckled, to which Toby hummed in response. “I’ll leave it to you to decide.”

Nodding, Tom switched his smile into a frown. “Although Mr. Barber wouldn’t agree to buy Damon’s shares, Damon won’t sell them to us either, President Fuller. He says he would rather sit in jail with his shares than make things easy for us.” Looking at Toby, he then asked, “How do you want to deal with this?”

“Won’t make things easy for us?” Toby repeated as he crossed his legs. His expression was not easily distinguishable in the shadows, but the crook of his smile could lead someone to guess that he was in a very bad mood and was suppressing his anger at this moment. “Does he think that I wouldn’t be able to get the shares I had my eyes on even if he wouldn’t sell them to me?” Suddenly clenching his fists, he continued, “No, I will make him voluntarily sell those shares to me.”

“You have a solution, President Fuller?” Tom hurriedly turned to him.

At that point, Toby looked up and said coldly, “He has a son who likes betting, doesn’t he?”

“Yes.” Tom nodded and commented, “However, after the son was severely beaten and shut up at home by Damon, he’s rarely gone to bet. He doesn’t really have the money to, for the most part.”

Toby snorted. “If that’s the case, have someone draw his son out. I want his son to fall into the habit of betting again and losing everything he has. When the time comes, go and visit Damon in prison, and he’ll voluntarily sign the share sales agreement. After all, he has only one son and will not bear to watch the boy be crippled by his creditors just like that. No, Damon would find a way to help his son clear all those debts.”

At that point, no one could blame Toby for using such vicious and indiscriminate methods.

After all, Damon himself was the one who insisted on challenging Toby’s limit despite the latter’s initial tolerance.

Not to mention that if Toby had been the one to lose today, Damon wouldn’t have spared him so easily.

Besides, all was fair in the business world. Weren’t such vicious methods simply the way things worked?

Sure enough, Tom didn’t have any objections to Toby’s suggestion, and he simply nodded without hesitation. “Roger that, President Fuller. I’ll have it arranged. There’s another thing…”

“Tell me.” Toby pulled out his cell phone and spun it around a few times, thereafter tapping on the screen to get it to light up.

In truth, he had only wanted to check the time, not expecting that there would be two unread messages on his phone from Sonia.

The pleasant surprise made his expression gentle by quite a bit.

After that, he quickly opened the messages to see what Sonia had sent.

first one was her thanking him for having someone deliver her breakfast. The second was to say that she had made him some stew and that someone was delivering it

about half an hour

was more than an hour from the Fuller

he would likely be able to

immediately,

and choke on his own spit. After coughing

acknowledgment, not

choice, Tom could only shut up and

that Toby suddenly asked about the previous topic. “You said there was something else.

Silently, Tom grimaced.

assumed that Toby

just that the lawyer I sent out to discuss

through the rearview mirror. “How much is

hesitation and transferred 300,000 into our account just like that. That’s not

before narrowing his eyes. “She paid 300,000 for fixing the car, just

“Yes.” Tom nodded.

be rich.” Toby scoffed

chuckle, “After all, she did get full-body plastic surgery. Someone

been compensated, you needn’t keep an

I understand.”

was starting to look forward

no idea what kind

face deepened to the point where he couldn’t suppress it

the rearview mirror, Tom couldn’t

Toby was thinking about

smile so

just mocking Tom as a

didn’t dare to

hour later, they

the car directly into the parking lot, only to have Toby stop him by instructing, “Stop