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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.

 

from seeing him without prior notice just because of my feelings for Sonia, don’t you think so? Fine, whatever.

professional smile. Then, he

cold and crisp voice called out from beyond

hand drop to his side and opened the door. He walked

work desk, Toby hummed in response without looking up

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

when he heard this, and his pen scraped a hole through the paper. His handwriting was ruined

set his pen aside and took up the piece of paper before crumpling it and throwing it into the trash. After that, he rubbed the space between his

ask, but judging by how at ease he seems, I reckon

on, so he must be here

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

He used his hands to massage the area around his eyes as though to

the 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

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 much about the warm-colored carpet, but those throw pillows on the couch and the adorable odds and ends that I’m sure are part of your new decoration? I’m a little surprised, honestly. You didn’t redecorate

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

stop turning his office into something like a torture chamber. “Others might start thinking of you as a sadist or something,” he

did not take

the first place, Zane couldn’t help but wonder if Sonia was the driving force behind this

and opened his eyes slowly. He ignored

did 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

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