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.

remarked, “There must have been some kind of jinx on you guys. I

on Sonia’s lips. “Believe me, I know.” She thought they had been rather unlucky as

escaped unscathed,” he pointed out with a lopsided

lips slightly tipped up. “That’s only because Toby shielded 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 person.

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

“A get-well-soon hamper?”

his foot. I’d say that’s a good excuse to send him

after she sipped her milk, she agreed with it.

over, the three of them

stood in front of his car. Then, he glanced

deal.” She stepped forward and ruffled Douglas’ hair affectionately. With a small laugh, she added, “Besides, I like

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

course you can,” she promised,

turn. He grinned at Douglas as he interjected, “Don’t you

excuse to see Aunt Sonia, you sly man. However, given how much he wanted Zane to

are you going to the hospital for the operation today?”

as she suppressed her heartache. A strained hum then escaped her before she answered, “Yes, I’ll be going

no for an answer. I know Charles will be present as well, but maybe I could lend an extra helping hand or something. Better

amused by his insistence. “Okay, then. You

settled then.” Zane waved his hand at her. “Right, I’ll be taking

little hand up and waved

Douglas,” she responded with a

and Douglas left in their car seconds later and she did not stay in place for long. After having checked

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

and perused it while

“I’ll be going to the hospital later, so cancel the

following the operation, which meant

Daphne nodded. “Yes, ma’am.”

just opened the door 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 needs a treat after injuring their feet. Have it delivered to President Fuller of Fuller Group and charge it to my personal

surprise. Is President Reed trying to patch things up with President Fuller by sending him

intentions. Sonia lowered her gaze and explained vaguely, “He’s hurt. Given that he’s our biggest collaborator, not

a daze as she nodded her head while the wild guesses she made

However, she maintained her composure as she waved her hand, dismissing her secretary with a

away.” Daphne nodded once and

on the cause of

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