Chapter 65
After listening to the voice message, Toby frowned. It was the first time he felt repulsed by Titus’
actions. It was somewhat despicable to use such a method to quash her just because he was
unable to purchase thend.
All of a sudden, his phone vibrated. Pulling his thoughts back to the present, he lowered his head to
look at the screen only to discover that it was another text message from Sonia. ‘What do you think
I should do?’
There was even the emoji of a little person sighing with their face cushioned against their palm at
the end of the message. It was very cute. As he looked at the emoji, his mind inexplicably reced
it with the image of her face. Perhaps she was doing the very same thing at this moment.
Nheless, he quickly realized he was forming thoughts he shouldn’t have and rearranged his
expression back into a cold one. Whatever she looks like at the moment has nothing to do with me!
How can I think about such things?
And so, he answered, ‘I don’t know.’
When she saw the reply, she felt somewhat lost.
Previously, it was his idea that helped her acquire Continental Co. For some reason, she was
subconsciously treating him as a sounding board and hoped to get some help from him again. Only
now did she realize it was the wrong mentality to have.
“I swear you’re regressing, Sonia!” she muttered at herself, pping her forehead before picking up
her phone and typing, ‘Sorry, I was just asking casually. Don’t take it to heart. My friend and I will
come up with our own ideas.’
Friend?
He narrowed his eyes. ‘Boyfriend?’
ncing at the balcony, she answered, ‘Yes.’
Since Z-H was Zane’s friend, she didn’t find it a big deal for him to know that she had a boyfriend.
However, what they didn’t know was that Charles was her fake boyfriend.
At her admittance, he felt inexplicably vexed. After tugging at his tie, he typed, ‘It’s not that hard to
build a factory. I have a solution!’
“Huh?” Astonished, she stood up. What’s up with him? I thought he said he didn’t know what to do.
But now... Throwing aside those questions, she quickly asked in a voice message, “What’s your
solution?”
After hearing the trust and urgency in her voice, he loosened his tightly furrowed brows and the
irritability in his heart lessened tremendously. With that, he typed, ‘The government has ns to
build a cultural museum in Seafield to exhibit world-famous heritage treasures, but they haven’t
been able to find a suitable plot ofnd. You don’t need such arge piece ofnd for a factory. You
could give half of it to them.’
The mention tingled her senses. All of a sudden, she realized where he was going with this and
startedughing. “You’re right! If I give them half of thend rent-free for a few years, I would gain
their favor and be able to apply for an engineering team from them. Then, I’d be able to build my
factory!”
This meant the country was helping her build her factory and that Titus wouldn’t be able to mess
with her ns so easily. At the same time, she could ask for a rmendation for a machinery
nt from them. She could kill two birds with
one stone!
As the smile on her face grew, she chirruped happily, “Thank you! You’ve helped me once again!
‘You’re wee,’ he replied.
After a moment of thought, she added, “By the way, we’ve chatted so many times, and yet I don’t
know your name or how to repay you.”
Unfortunately, even after she sent the voice message, he did not reply. She figured he would no
longer reply, and so she sighed and exited the chat interface.
Just then, Charles finished making his calls and came in from the balcony looking incensed. “You
were right, baby. Titus is a sly old fox. He really went around and told all the engineering teams and
machinery nts in Seafield not to do
business with us. It didn’t matter what I said;
nothing worked. I’m so angry!”
Realizing that his voice was hoarse from making all those phone calls, she went and poured him a
ss of honeyed water. “It’s alright. I have a n now.
“What’s the n?” he asked eagerly, taking the ss but being too impatient to drink.
And so, she detailed the n to him. Instantly, he pped his thigh. “What a great idea! How did
youe up with it, baby?”
She shook her head. “I’m actually not the one who came up with it. It was a friend.”
“A friend?” He looked at her suspiciously. “Was it the friend who gave you the idea to acquire
Continental Co.?”
That s right.” She nodded.
Putting down his ss, he confronted her. “Tell me honestly—who is that person? What’s your
rtionship with him? Why does he keep helping
In the face of her good friend’s interrogation, she lowered her eyes, not knowing how to answer.
After all, even if what happened that night was an ident, she could not tell him. “Alright, stop
asking so many questions. Drink your water, and when you’re done, we can go to the government
department,” she said, changing the topic.
Since she didn’t want to tell him, he didn’t push her and only yed along. “Alright, alright. Stop
nagging."
After squabbling for a while, they finally left Paradigm Co.
Meanwhile, in a room at the club. As Zane finished singing, he noticed Toby sitting alone in a dark
corner in the distance. Thus, he fetched two sses of red wine over to the table.
“What’s up with you? You’ve been on your phone ever since you set foot into the club. I invited you
out to rx, not to work,” he said as he handed one of the sses of wine to Toby.
After receiving the wine and taking a sip, Toby answered, “I’m not working.”
“What are you doing, then?” As Zane sat down and peered at Toby’s phone, his jaws dropped in
shock. “Isn’t that your ex-wife? Are you chatting with your ex-wife?” He looked incredulously at Toby.
Mildly, Toby answered with an unchanging expression, “She doesn’t know it’s me.”
“So, you’re hiding your identity to get close to her?” Zane’s expression grew stranger.
Tilting his head, Toby swept Zane a cold nce. “Of course not!”
“Then what—”
“Just drop it!” Toby interrupted impatiently, rubbing his temples. “You have an uncle working with the
government, don t you?
“Yes, why?”
After taking a sip of wine, Toby said, “Sonia might apply for an engineering team from them.
Have your uncle pave the way for her.”
Zane gave him an odd look. “So, you helped her with Rentoor, and now you’re helping her again.
What are you up to? Don’t tell me you re still hung up on her.”
Frowning, Toby answered coldly, “You’re overthinking it. I’m only doing this because Tina hurt her
and I’m making reparations on Tina’s behalf.”
“Really?” Zane studied him inquisitively.
Unhappily, he pursed his lips. “Really. Why else would I be doing what I’m doing?”
“Thought you still had feelings for her,” Zane mumbled. After all, he had overheard Toby’s phone call
from Titus and knew not only how Tina injured Sonia but the enormouspensation Toby had to
make as a result.
Sincepensations had been made, there was no need for Toby to make any more reparations to
Sonia, and the fact that he was insisting on helping her meant she still held some kind of ce in
his heart. With Tina in the mix, Zane could foresee things getting worse in the future.
Thinking of that, heughed gleefully and put down his wine ss. “Alright. I’ll call my uncle.”
Toby hummed his acknowledgment before grabbing his coat and standing up from the couch. “I’m
leaving.”All content is ? N0velDrama.Org.
“But it s still early!” Zane protested to his back.
Without stopping in his stride, Toby told Zane, “I’m taking Tina out to dinner.”
After hearing that, Zane no longer attempted to stop Toby and instead lifted his cell phone to his ear.
“Hey, Uncle...”