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

Chapter 451 The Lifespan of the Heart

“And exactly what are we proceeding with here?” Asher raked his fingers through his hair, frustration bubbling up in him as he snapped, “Spread the memo and have everyone place this on hold for now. The last thing we need is for her to find out about this.”

“Yes, sir,” the assistant responded with a nod before he respectfully retreated out of the room.

Now that he was alone in the office once again, Asher shoved everything off his desk in a fit of rage, his face and neck turning crimson as his blood boiled.

He had initially planned on using Charles as a scapegoat by luring Charles into making a critical mistake in Paradigm Co. during Sonia’s absence. That way, he would finally have an excuse to force Sonia into surrendering her authority over the company.

After all, Charles’ supervisory role in Paradigm Co. was only good on paper; it would be more accurate to say that he was an outsourced assistant.

For her to delegate control over the company to an outsourced assistant like him would definitely get on the nerves of the board of directors, who were constantly wary of his presence and so-called management.

With the existing animosity toward Charles, it would only take a slight mistake on his part for the company to turn against Sonia for her apparent lack of judgment. If that came to pass, Asher could easily demand to have her share of control over the company.

However, just as Asher was about to set the plan into motion, Sonia’s abrupt return stymied it.

Now that she was back, Charles would no longer have a reason to stay in Paradigm Co. as her substitute, thereby rendering Asher’s plan completely redundant!

As things were, Asher would have to wait for the next suitable moment to come around before he could plan on taking down Sonia.

Meanwhile, Sonia was back in her office, completely unaware of his antics and how her return had hampered his schemes. She yanked her swivel chair out and took a seat before she placed her purse on the desk.

Daphne, on the other hand, was standing across the room with a folder in her arms as she greeted pleasantly, “Welcome back, President Reed.”

quick smile

from the finance department has tendered her resignation this morning,” Daphne informed dutifully while she produced the letter

of fact.

President Reed,” Daphne answered

to Daphne, Sonia added, “Also, I need you to drop by human resources later and have them see whether there’s anyone in the industry who is suited for the role of head of finance. If

within the company either, at least not while Asher’s supporters were still roaming around in the departments. She couldn’t guarantee that whoever she chose to

could only hunt among those in the industry to take over Rebecca’s place. She hoped to poach someone qualified, but in the event it was impossible, she would

of how things could turn out, she was determined not to allow any one of Asher’s supporters to become the next head of finance. As long

well, President Reed,” Daphne agreed

took one of the folders from her desk and began to sift through it. “Well, that’s all for now, I suppose. You can

said that, Daphne turned to

desk. She wrapped up work

ward of First Hospital, Toby let out a dry cough as his eyes finally fluttered

blinding lights aggressively greeted him as soon as he opened his eyes. It wasn’t until after a while

side of the door, he froze. Then, he snubbed out the

saw that the man lying

at

happiness in his voice as

he remembered was that he ran a temperature after spending the night in the cave.

did I become so weak? He gravely pursed his lips, obviously upset by how feeble he was. While gripping the sheets beneath him, he started to prop

panicked and quickly stopped the man from rising up. “Don’t move, President Fuller, or the wounds on your back will tear open. More importantly, you need to be on bed rest until your internal organs

organs?” Toby narrowed his eyes.

be the one explaining it since I’m a doctor and my words carry professional weight on

looked over at him

Toby nor Tom noticed him. At the current

adjusted his glasses and straightened his posture. He kept his scalpel in his pocket as he walked into the room and when his gaze fell on the left side of Toby’s chest, he explained, “There were signs of blunt force trauma to your body. You sustained wounds on your back, but that’s the least of your worries, I’m

Toby’s eyes widened at this and he almost instinctively placed his hand on top of his chest. “What’s wrong with my