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Chapter 888

Chapter 888 Bizarre Call

Tom stopped complaining in silence and asked, “What else do you need, President Fuller?”

Toby lowered his head pensively for a moment. “Have you received any weird calls today? Or did you see any weird people?”

Weird calls? Weird people? Tom shook his head in confusion. “No, President Fuller. Did something happen?”

“Anya hired our ex-legal department head as her lawyer,” Toby answered.

Tom tried to recall who it was, and he remembered someone. “Oscar?”

“Yes.” Toby nodded. “Connor’s the one who hired him. He thought he could use our connection to get Anya off the hook, but the negotiation broke down, so he might call you to find out more about me. He might also send his spies as well.”

Connor would not contact him that easily. Homer was his father after all, and no man would want to come in contact with the son of the man who took their beloved away.

“I see.” Tom nodded. “Don’t worry, President Fuller. I haven’t received any weird calls today. Didn’t see any weird people either.”

Toby nodded. “That’s good to hear.”

Why did he do

answer, but he had a dark look on

an answer

eyes

“The product of

she’s twenty-seven, isn’t she? Then, that means…” Tom’s eyes were as big as saucepans now, and he did not finish his sentence, though he felt sad for

that Connor sired an illegitimate daughter three years after Toby’s mother was married to Homer. Didn’t he say he would wait for the madam? He promised he wouldn’t get another woman, but in the end, not only did he do that, but they had a child as

cursed Connor silently and he asked with

he found out that Anya was Connor’s love child, let alone Toby. President Fuller’s heart is getting weaker by

“I had a guess, so I was prepared for this. I won’t lose my mind and kill him or something, and I have Little Leaf with me. All is

at himself in silence. I still have to hear about your love life on the phone? Why are you doing this to me? I’m just trying to help. This is just ungrateful. I can’t do this anymore. Imma hang up.

do that.” Toby

hung up, still

already grumbling. He put his phone down and tossed it onto the couch, then he went back to drying his hair. Once he was done, he tossed the towel onto the couch’s armrest and headed to the kitchen. His hair was still wet, but he was not going to blow them dry. He wanted to make some soup so

doing all the workout. It was better than how she was at first, but it was far from what he had

…

was, but she still did it because of her muscle memory.

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