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

Chapter 821

Boss Your Wife’s Asking for A Divorce Again Chapter 821 You Have No Right to Ask

Zane made his way up to the highest floor of the building without much hassle and found himself standing just outside Toby’s office.

He was just about to knock on Toby’s door when the one next to it, which led into the personal assistant’s office, opened.

Tom emerged with a folder in hand, and when he saw Zane outside Toby’s office, he froze. “Mr. Coleman?”

Zane raised a brow but made no reply.

After snapping out of his initial surprise, Tom adjusted his glasses and asked, “What are you doing here, Mr. Coleman? Are you here to see President Fuller?”

“Why else would I be standing outside his office?” Zane rolled his eyes at the question. He then added, “Is Toby in?”

As though realizing that his question was redundant, Tom let out an embarrassed cough and answered stoically, “Yes, he’s in. If you’d like to see him, I’ll go and inform him of your arrival. Just a moment, please.”

Zane narrowed his eyes and asked before Tom could slither into Toby’s office, “What, do I have to announce myself now that I want to see him?”

Tom could tell that the man was decidedly grumpy about this, but he remained composed as he explained patiently, “Here’s the thing, Mr. Coleman. Your affection for Miss Reed has made President Fuller rather unhappy, and as such, he has told me that you are not allowed to go right into his office like old times just to see him; you will need his permission.” With that, he shrugged helplessly as if to show that he had no choice in the matter.

Zane quirked his lips and clicked his tongue, clearly irritated by this unexpected rule. “A little childish and petty of him to deny me from seeing him without prior notice just because of my feelings for Sonia, don’t you think so? Fine, whatever. Just go in and tell him that I’m here.” He waved his hand impatiently as he spoke.

a professional smile.

in,” Toby’s cold and crisp voice called out from beyond

He walked

his work desk, Toby hummed in response without looking up to

a step back to put some distance between himself and the desk before saying, “President Fuller, Mr. Coleman is here to see

this, and his pen scraped a hole through the paper. His handwriting was ruined too, and it didn’t look as

it and throwing it into the trash. After

ask, but judging by how at ease

sputtered. “There’s nothing for us to catch up on, so he must

a nod. Then, he turned to walk

his seat and closed his eyes. He used his hands to massage the area

deter him from massaging the area around his eyes, nor did it make him open

as he looked around the office. While doing so, he mused mischievously, “My, my, Toby—it’s only been months since I last dropped in here, but I can see you’ve made some very big changes. I won’t say much about the warm-colored carpet, but those throw pillows

aloof. Be it his own bedroom or his office, he would always go for cooler palettes

Toby to switch up his preferences and stop turning his office into something

Toby did not take any

first place, Zane couldn’t help but wonder

his hands down and opened his eyes slowly. He ignored Zane’s question and

answer out of him. He shrugged nonchalantly and pulled out the seat across from Toby before he grinned at the latter. “It’s not a big deal or anything; I just want to know why

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