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Chapter 935 Life in Old Age

This solution is… Sonia fell silent. Honestly, she thought that this was feasible. It was just that if they were to give up on the batch of spare parts, they would need money to pull through, which meant that they would undoubtedly need a large amount of money. If Paradigm Co. were to take out such a huge loan, they had to offer something valuable as collateral.

At the moment, the most valuable collateral Paradigm Co. had was its building. It was very risky to mortgage the building, for the slightest bit of carelessness could cause her to lose the building. Therefore, she had to think about it carefully. At the thought of this, she massaged her temples, took a deep breath, and replied, “Let me think about it, Charles. Just give me a day.”

Charles knew what she was hesitating over. If it were him, he would also hesitate like this. He replied with a nod, “Okay, take your time. Whatever your decision is, remember to tell me. Don’t make me worried.”

“Uh-huh,” Sonia replied with a forced smile.

The two then exchanged a few more words before hanging up.

Putting down her phone, Sonia sat on the edge of the bed and lowered her head slightly in contemplation.

A few minutes later, the room door was opened, and Toby came in. He asked in a gentle voice, “What’s wrong? Are you daydreaming again?”

Sonia’s eyes flickered before she looked up at Toby with a smile. “Nothing. I was just thinking about some stuff. By the way, what do you think about my outfit?” She stood up while suppressing her restlessness. Not wanting Toby to notice it, she quickly changed the subject and did a twirl in front of him to show him her outfit.

Toby rubbed his chin and nodded with unconcealed admiration in his eyes. “Not bad. It looks beautiful on you.”

“That’s of course. You picked this outfit for me, after all,” Sonia said with a smile while putting down her arms.

smile. “So I’ve got

Fuller. You’ve got good taste, or you wouldn’t have been

Putting his arm around her slim waist, he lowered his head and whispered in her

“I’ve got no problem if you want to, of course.” Why not use a stylist if

eyes, Toby chuckled in a deep voice. “Okay. From now on, as long as I have time to do so,

meat, and braised pork in them with half a boiled egg and

Sonia bent down and took a sniff at the pasta. She said with a smile, “It smells

it,” Toby said while pulling out the chair for her. After she sat

heavily. Then, she forked up the

pasta was al dente, the prawns were chewy, the meat was tender, and the braised pork was sweet. These food ingredients were far from

a pasta restaurant one day, just sell such pastas. I’m sure that your business will

we grow old and retire in the future, let’s hand our company over to the kids and open

in their old age. As a consequence, she couldn’t help but subconsciously imagine what he had described. Well… It seems like a pretty good idea to open a pasta restaurant as he described

her reddened cheeks. He fell silent as a

clear the dishes away after lunch. Instead, he let her sit on

with pleasure as Toby didn’t allow her to wash the dishes. Sitting on the sofa,

vibrated. She picked it up to

had sent her a document. With a few taps of her finger, she accepted the document and opened it to take a look, finding that it contained very detailed personal information about Connor. She skimmed through the document, finding that it contained

marks popped up in her head as she read through the document. Obviously, she didn’t understand why Charles would send

connections in Westsanshire for help to get my hands on detailed information about Connor. Just read it