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Chapter 821

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.

 

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.

well,” Tom said with a professional smile. Then, he turned to knock

crisp voice called out from beyond the door after Tom had

He walked in and said, “I

work desk, Toby hummed in response without

spot on the desk that was within Toby’s reach. After that, he took a step back to put some distance between himself and the desk before saying, “President

hole through the paper. His handwriting was

throwing it into the trash. After that, he rubbed the space between his brows and asked

his head. “I’m not sure. I didn’t ask, but judging by how at ease he seems, I reckon he’s here to

up on, so he must be here for some other reason or ulterior motive.

Fuller,” Tom said with a nod. Then, he turned

into his seat and closed his eyes. He used his hands to massage the area around his eyes as though to relieve them of the weariness from

sound of approaching footfalls. He knew who had come into his office, but that didn’t deter him from massaging the area around his eyes, nor did it make him open his eyes and greet the person. It was as if no one had entered

at all peeved by Toby’s outright indifference, and he merely chuckled 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

was like as a person—cold and aloof. Be it his own bedroom or his office, he would always go for cooler palettes that brought an intimidating edge to the space, and anyone who found themselves standing amidst such decor would be unnerved

when Zane tried to persuade Toby to switch up his preferences and stop turning his office into something like a torture chamber. “Others might start thinking of you as

Toby did not take

decorations that would’ve never been there in the first place, Zane couldn’t help but wonder if Sonia was the

slowly. He ignored

not try to force an 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

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