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Chapter 458

Chapter 458 Toby’s Plan

After having fed Toby a mouthful of chowder, Sonia placed the spoon aside and asked expectantly, “What do you think?”

“It’s delicious,” he said after he swallowed the chowder to give her a reassuring nod.

She broke into a smile. “Good. I’m glad.” Glad that all the stock-brewing, the dicing, the simmering and the stirring are all worth this moment of praise, she thought. Then, she brought another spoonful of chowder to his lips and prompted, “Here, have some more.”

And just like that, the both of them fell into a rhythm and before they knew it, the bowl was practically polished clean.

Sonia rose from her seat and asked, “Would you like another bowl?”

Toby shook his head. “No, thanks. I’m full.”

“Already?” She glanced at the empty bowl in her hand and frowned slightly. “You barely ate, though!” More importantly, the bowl she used was a small one and there couldn’t have been much chowder in it to fill him up so quickly, not while he was a man with a six-foot-three build.

“I’m actually full,” he insisted calmly as he took the mouthwash the caretaker had given him. “They gave me another bottle of IV after you left in the afternoon. Apparently, the fluid contains some substance that makes one feel a little bloated.”

“Oh, okay.” Sonia nodded at this new information. “Well then, I won’t try to force-feed you. I’ll keep the rest of the chowder in the fridge, so maybe you can get the caretaker to heat it up for you for breakfast tomorrow.”

“Alright,” Toby replied.

She brought the flask into the kitchenette of the suite and returned to the room after she had kept everything in place.

Upon seeing that he was the only one in the room, she glanced around and asked, “Where’s the caretaker?”

“I let her off her shift,” he explained with a book in his good hand.

As she walked over to his bed, she pressed, “What are you going to do at night if you let her off early like this?”

“My legs are completely fine and I’m perfectly capable of being on my own for the night,” he said matter-of-factly as he looked up at her.

Now that she saw his point, Sonia nodded. After dusting off her hands, she began to make her way to where she had left her purse.

sight of this, Toby’s gaze darkened.

already 9:00PM,” she pointed out as she took her purse and

and asked, “Would you

She cast him

A friendly chat.” He steadily

moment of hesitation, she relented. Nodding in agreement, she said, “Very well, but I must leave at 10:00PM. I need to get some sleep before my trip

satisfied smile pulled on

bed. He had asked that she stay for a chat, but in all honesty, it was more of a crash course on business management than

he divulged business management tips to her and taught her the best way to navigate the tough commercial world. He even touched on the ideal direction that

to coach her on these things over the course of a hopefully developing friendship, but following the drastic shortening of his lifespan, he now

Toby no longer had enough time to be her mentor and guide her through life in the industry. He

would mercilessly chew and spit Sonia out as every one of its nooks and crevices was marked with scheme. She was still green, so there was no way she could understand how dark and

how terrifying the industry was. He would have shielded her from all of it and kept her rose-colored glasses intact even if the industry rained bullets

room for hope. He was destined to wither away and leave her unprotected, but he would do whatever he could to make her stronger. Going forward, she would be on

by Toby’s sudden coaching. She couldn’t shake the feeling that he was urgently trying to make

off such thoughts and paid attention, clinging to his every

that helped him to thrive and survive. Experiences like his were hard to come by, much less be narrated in person, and she didn’t want to miss out on

by, and soon, it

she was supposed to return home at 10.00PM

down at her and called out softly,

could tell she was sleeping soundly,

the room, he saw the jacket she had hung up on

arms was busted, he would have carried her into the adjoining room

cast on his arm and a rueful,

sure that the jacket wouldn’t fall off her shoulders, Toby reached out to move her hair out of her face so that

opened. Tom came bustling in with documents in hand and greeted instantly, “President

first, but thankfully, he snapped out of his confusion

turned out, his loud

Tom whispered apologetically as he tread lightly over to the bed. “I didn’t know Miss Reed

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