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Chapter 203

Before Zane could speak up for himself, Douglas barreled toward Sonia and wrapped his arms around her waist, thereafter whining, “Aunt Sonia, Uncle Zane was pinching me!”

Sonia’s eyes narrowed into dangerous slits as she surveyed Zane reproachfully.

 

Zane was quick to raise his hands, as though the gesture was symbolic of his innocence. “No, I did not! Why would I pinch the little guy? I was only teasing him.”

“Teasing him, you say? So, why are his cheeks all red?” Her heart twisted as she soothingly caressed Douglas’ face, which was pink from the pinches. Then, she accusingly addressed Zane, “You’re just like Toby.”

At the mention of Toby, the playful glimmer in Zane’s eyes dimmed. “Toby?! What did he do?”

She rolled her eyes in exasperation and explained witheringly, “He practically kneaded Douglas’ cheeks until they were red last night. It’s always brute force when it comes to you men.”

 

His brows furrowed. “He kneaded Douglas’ face? Does that mean the both of you met Toby after I left last night?”

Sonia handed a spoon to Douglas and pulled up a chair at the table. “That’s right. Douglas was hungry, so I brought him out for food. We then ran into Toby at the restaurant. When Douglas needed to use the restroom, I was too embarrassed to bring him into the men’s room, so Toby brought him instead.”

 

“Oh, okay.” Zane nodded in understanding.

Meanwhile, Douglas was taking his oatmeal when he suddenly piped up, “Mr. Toby was hurt too.”

“Hurt?” Zane could not hide his shock as he looked over at Sonia. “How did that happen?”

She pinched the space between her brows in exhaustion as she began to narrate what had happened the night before.

whole story, he rubbed his face and remarked, “There must have been some kind

“Believe me, I know.” She thought they

he pointed out with a lopsided

me and was hurt instead. I’m still thinking about how I should thank him for it.” She didn’t want to show up at his place to deliver her thanks in

easy. It’s not as if you were the one who forced him into saving you. Why don’t you rustle up a get-well-soon hamper or something and have someone send it over to

“A get-well-soon hamper?”

“The man had injured his foot. I’d

she agreed with it. “I guess

breakfast was over, the three of

Then, he glanced over at her meaningfully as

She stepped forward and ruffled Douglas’ hair affectionately. With a small

come by again soon?” Douglas lifted his face and blinked his pair of sparkling eyes at

you can,” she promised, nodding

the wheels in his mind turn. He grinned at Douglas as

use me as an excuse to see Aunt Sonia, you sly man. However, given how much he wanted Zane to triumph in his romantic pursuit, he refrained from

to the hospital for the operation today?” Zane’s gaze flickered over to Sonia’s lower

then escaped her

be present as well, but maybe I could lend an extra helping hand

his insistence. “Okay, then. You may

waved his hand at her. “Right, I’ll

up and waved goodbye at

responded with a warm

car seconds later and she did not stay in place

company, Daphne trailed after her and said, “President Reed, here is today’s schedule.” With that,

schedule over and perused

the list, she handed it back to Daphne and announced, “I’ll be going to the hospital later, so cancel the afternoon line-up, seeing as there’s nothing important anyway.

be staying in the hospital for a few days following the operation, which meant

Daphne nodded. “Yes, ma’am.”

the way, could you rustle up a get-well-soon hamper? Make sure to pack it with goodies, preferably for someone

Reed trying to patch

lowered her gaze and explained vaguely, “He’s hurt. Given that he’s our biggest collaborator,

she nodded her head

sight of this, Sonia found herself heaving a quiet sigh of relief. However, she maintained her composure as she waved her hand, dismissing her secretary

of course. Right away.” Daphne nodded once and

on the cause of Toby’s injury precisely because she wanted to

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