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

Sonia chewed on her lower lip as she pondered on the idea of burning the midnight oil. Toby, on the other hand, was still in the main seat, and he grew sullen once more when he heard her request. He had thought that she might ask him to clarify the points of discussion when she called him, but as it turned out, all she wanted was a copy of the security footage. She probably wants to replay the whole meeting in front of Carl or Charles! Suppressing the frustration that boiled within him, Toby answered coldly, “The camera’s broken.” “Broken?”

Sonia froze, then became skeptical of this as she looked up at the security camera. However, she was not at Paradigm Co., and she couldn’t just demand that the camera be checked to ascertain if it was working fine or not. Just as she was seized with helplessness again, Toby added abruptly, “Go into my office.” “What?” She gazed at him oddly. “Why do I have to go into your office?” “You don’t have to. Unless you have no plans on handing in the analytical report tomorrow,” Toby said stonily, then grabbed his cane and walked out of the conference room. It was only then that Sonia realized he had seen through her pretenses, and he was offering to explain to her in detail whatever had been discussed during the meeting.

That being said, she was still surprised by his kind generosity. She glanced at the notebook in her hand and was suddenly torn between going into his office and declining his offer. She didn’t want to be alone with him, but if she didn’t take him up on his offer, she would only be left with the miserable notes she had tried to make and her barely-solid understanding of alternative energy technology. After a moment of hesitation, she gritted her teeth and decided to march after Toby. He probably didn’t want her to drag down the rest of the team now that they were working together on this project, which explained why he wanted to help her. Such thoughts comforted her, and as she tried to catch up with Toby, the uneasiness she felt began to wane.

Upon hearing footsteps behind him, Toby turned his head slightly and saw that Sonia was following him. The corners of his lips tipped up in the barest hint of a smile. His pace slowed, and he didn’t pick it back up until he was sure that she had drawn closer. Before long, both of them entered the presidential office. Presently, as soon as the office door fell shut behind them, a woman stepped out from the secretarial office next door. She gazed at the closed door to Toby’s office and fished out her phone, thereafter making a call. Tina was getting her hair done when she heard her phone ring in her purse.

insouciant look on Tina’s face was immediately replaced by a sinister one as she hissed, “Which shameless hussy is it that has dared to lay her hands on what’s mine?” Ever since Toby prohibited her from dropping by Fuller Group without an appointment, Tina had bribed one of the secretaries who worked for him to keep an eye on all the female employees in the company, and if she were to see anyone trying to get close to

any calls from the secretary before this, and for a while, she believed that the women in Fuller Group were rather proper working-class ladies. She certainly hadn’t expected such a presumption to be overturned out of the blue. “She’s not one of ours,” the secretary said hastily, with a shake of her head. Tina was obviously riled up as she snapped unhappily, “Even so, she’s still trying to steal Toby from me, isn’t she? Tell me who she

Sonia’s past marriage. However, Tina knew instantly that the ‘Miss Reed’ in question was none other than Sonia. Growing incensed, she stood up from her seat abruptly, a rough gesture that caused a few strands of hair to be pulled out by the curling tongs in Tony Goldstein’s hand. The

her fault for standing up so abruptly in the first place; surely he couldn’t be faulted for accidentally pulling out a couple strands of her hair. The customer is always right, and she’s an important client to boot. Mr. Tony did not want to offend the woman, and he took the accusation in stride as he bowed apologetically. “I’m terribly sorry, Miss Gray. I didn’t mean to, and I’m really sorry. I—” However, he was cut off

It was bad enough that Sonia was constantly getting on her nerves. And now, some nobody dares to

She jabbed a finger in Mr. Tony’s direction as a vicious look came into her eyes. “I want you to fire him and make sure he doesn’t find work in any other salon ever again! You’re the shop owner, so this is the least you could do.” The shop owner and Mr. Tony stiffened at such a bold and unreasonable demand. The latter, in particular, was quivering with anger as he thought,

don’t blame me if I—” “I understand, Miss Gray. I shall do as you ask,” the shop owner cut her off and promised immediately. Mr. Tony looked at him in dismay. “Sir?”