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.

rubbed his face and remarked, “There must have been some kind of jinx on you guys. I mean, the

me, I know.” She thought they had been rather

escaped unscathed,” he pointed out with

him for it.” She didn’t want to show up at his place to deliver her thanks in person. If

Zane took a bite of the pancake and casually responded, “That should be 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

“A get-well-soon hamper?”

nodded emphatically. “The man had injured his foot. I’d say that’s a good excuse

one and after she sipped her milk, she agreed with it. “I guess that

the three of them

Then, he glanced over at her meaningfully as he

stepped forward and ruffled Douglas’ hair affectionately. With a small laugh, she

like hanging out with you too, Aunt Sonia. Can I come by again soon?” Douglas lifted his face and blinked

course you can,” she promised,

grinned at Douglas as he interjected, “Don’t you worry. I can drop you off here whenever I have the

eyes at his own uncle. I know you’re just trying to 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

the operation today?” Zane’s gaze flickered

hum then escaped her before she answered, “Yes, I’ll be going

won’t take no for an answer. I know Charles will be present as well, but maybe I could lend an extra helping hand or something. Better to be safe

amused by his insistence. “Okay, then. You may

his hand at her. “Right,

little hand up and waved goodbye at Sonia

Douglas,” she responded with a

and she did not stay in place for

Daphne trailed after her and said, “President Reed, here is today’s schedule.” With that, the secretary began to detail the agenda lined up for

took the schedule over and perused it while she

so cancel the afternoon line-up, seeing as there’s nothing important

be staying in the hospital for a few days following the operation, which meant she would have to reorganize her upcoming schedule and push back a couple of

Daphne nodded. “Yes, ma’am.”

to her office when she turned and asked, “By the way, could you rustle up a get-well-soon hamper? Make sure to pack it with goodies, preferably for someone who

President Reed trying to patch things up with President Fuller by sending him a

misread her intentions. Sonia lowered her gaze and explained vaguely, “He’s hurt. Given that he’s our biggest collaborator, not to mention the man in charge of the alternative

she nodded

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 with a breezy, “You may

of course. Right away.” Daphne nodded

office. She had not elaborated on the cause of Toby’s injury precisely

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