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Chapter 412 Bon Appétit

As though he sensed Sonia’s displeasure, Toby cleared his throat and lowered his gaze before lying through his teeth, “She mentioned something about an emergency at her company, and she’s probably outside taking their call now.”

“Oh.” Sonia lifted her chin in a half-hearted nod. “I see.” Fine then, I guess I shouldn’t be too hard on her if it really is about an emergency.

Now that he had successfully convinced her, he looked up and asked, “So, can I walk you over to the couch now?”

She pursed her lips and did not answer—it was her way of acceding.

He took her by the arm once more and helped her over to the sofa, whereupon he sat down and added, “By the way, it’s nearly noon and I’ve ordered lunch. Perhaps you’d like to join me for a meal?”

As proud as she was, she was about to refuse his offer when her stomach grumbled before she could even get her words out. Her hand fluttered over her stomach as blood rushed to her face. She stuttered in embarrassment, “I-I…”

Sonia couldn’t believe how her stomach had betrayed her by exposing her hunger. If I say no to him, he’ll take it personally. A tired sigh escaped her as she thought about this and lowered her pride. Then, she tucked her hair behind her ear as she replied lamely, “I guess I’ll take you up on your offer, President Fuller. Thank you.”

“You don’t have to thank me; it’s only a meal,” Toby countered with mild amusement, the corner of his lips curling into a triumphant smirk.

to think that she was accepting of him in the absence of an outward rejection and this thought cheered him up

not mirror Toby’s excitement. She could tell that Sonia’s previous feelings of affection for

to open it, he shot her a

was supposed

for the door. “I’ll get it. I think

returned to the sofa with carrier bags loaded with containers

knew what kind of dishes he ordered for lunch, though she had to admit she was a little bewildered by

where Toby was next to her, and while her lips twitched, no words

food on a disposable plate for her when he heard her speak. As he looked at her, he clarified, “Did you say

“These dishes—”

had read her mind. Then, he thought of something else and added, “Just to reassure you, I

skeptical Sonia raised a brow. “Funnily enough, I don’t believe

her coma, so I never ordered these for her. That said, I did get her the mango and all other mango dishes that they

surely many around the world are fans of the tropical fruit. Besides, I don’t have the exclusive privilege to enjoy mangos either, so you can order them for

exclusive privilege and that has never changed. It’s just that I used to view Tina as

for a while now—how did you even confuse Tina for me? I mean, I know that there are people who mistake others for someone whom they know, and it’s not uncommon, but to

although Toby knew what she would have said. He looked down with a self-effacing smile. “If I told you I was hypnotized, which was why I couldn’t tell

you telling me someone had the audacity to hypnotize a man as powerful as you,

just leave it at that. We should probably dig in, seeing as you’re hungry.” He carefully passed her the plate of food. “I took a bit of everything. Bon

he forcefully dismissed the idea. He still harbored hope for their relationship and when things weren’t quite so frosty between them, perhaps he

she was oblivious to his thoughts, Sonia quietly dug

resting his chin on his hand as he slightly leaned forward to watch

was being transported to the memories of six years ago when he was kind and had a gentle smile at all times. Could it be that Young Master Toby is slowly shedding his icy demeanor and returning to