Chapter 390


    A momentter, he unsped his hand and made a call.


    At the same time, Sonia hade back to her room. Since she finally got rid of her big baggage


    after the trip, she looked happier than ever.


    Reba noticed that she was humming as well, and she smiled. “You seem happy, miss.


    “Of course.” Sonia nodded. She was happy to find out that she was no imposter.


    Reba was infected by Sonia’s cheeriness. When she looked at the time and realized it was


    noon, she went to call the hotel staff. “Are you hungry, miss? I’ll get us some room service.”


    “Sure. But get an extra.” Sonia blinked.


    Reba wondered why she wanted to do that. “Why? There’s just the two of us.”


    “It’s for Toby.” Sonia pursed her lips. “He gave you back the money you gave him this morning,


    didn’t he? Let’s just buy him lunch. He can’t give that back, can he?”


    Reba smiled. “True. I don’t know what he likes to eat, but you do, right?” She might not love


    Toby now, but she used to, so she must still know what he likes to eat.


    Sonia didn’t give her a straight answer. All she did was give her the names of the dishes. Reba


    made a note and called the receptionist to order room service.


    Half an hourter, the staff member took the cart to the presidential suite.


    Tom opened the door, and he was surprised to see the lunch cart. “We didn’t order this.” He and


    Toby were going to go outter for a meal. The person in charge of the Norfolk branch wanted to


    treat them, so he didn’t make any orders. Why did they send room service?


    The staff member smiled. “Miss Reed ordered this for Mr. Fuller.”


    “Miss Reed did?” Tom’s eyes shone.


    “Yes.”


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    “I see. Give me the cart. I’ll take it inside.” Tom quickly took over.


    The staff member gave it to him and left. Tom immediately took it inside, and he could already


    imagine the look on Toby’s face when he saw it. “Sir.” Tom came to the study and knocked. “Miss


    Reed ordered you lunch.”


    Toby was in an online meeting with the branchpany’s person in charge. When he heard what


    Tom said, he was stunned for a moment, then he closed hisptop and strode toward the door.


    Sonia got me lunch? Toby was beaming when he opened the door.


    After he saw the cart behind Tom, Toby was obviously excited and overjoyed, but he pretended to


    be calm and collected. “Sonia ordered this for me, you say?”


    “Yes.” Tom nodded. “Are you happy, sir?”


    He chuckled.


    Toby smiled. “Maybe.” He knew why Sonia got him lunch. It’s probably because of the breakfast.


    She doesn’t want to owe me. That made him ufortable, but he was still happy anyway, since


    he could pretend that Sonia ordered it specifically for him and not because she wanted to pay him


    back.


    Tom rolled his eyes silently when Toby pretended to be calm despite the fact that his joy was


    overflowing. “Should I send this to the table for you, sir?” He pointed at the dining table.


    Toby waved him down. “I’ll do it alone.” He then pushed the cart and went toward the dining table.


    Tom followed him as Toby pushed the cart around, and he chuckled inwardly. For some reason, he


    had a feeling he and Toby had switched positions. At that very moment, he was like the boss who


    had nothing to do, while Toby was the busy assistant. It’s nice being the boss. After they came to


    the dining table, Tom helped Toby set the table up. When Tom took the lids away and saw the food


    inside, he was surprised. “It’s your favorite food, sir.”


    Toby looked at the food gently. “I know.” He noticed that the moment he saw it. So she still


    remembers.


    “You must be really happy now, sir.” Tom gave him a sardonic look.


    Toby looked at him and just sat down without even giving Tom an answer. “Tell Stephen that I won’t


    be there for lunch.” Toby picked up his fork and spoon.


    “Yes.” Tom nodded. With Miss Reed ordering his lunch, of course everyone else’s lunch is taking a


    backseat. Tom texted Stephen about it. After the text was sent, he sat down and was about to dig


    in.


    Toby’s face fell. “What are you doing?” he asked coldly.


    “Digging in,” Tom answered matter-of-factly.


    “Who said you could eat this?” Toby’s voice turned even colder.


    Tom blinked at him. “Miss Reed, of course. It’s obvious this is a lunch for two. There are even two


    sets of cutleries. She had me in mind as well.”


    Toby sneered. “Even if that’s the case, you’re still not eating this.”


    “Why?” Tom stared at him in disbelief.


    Toby leaned against the chair. “Because it’s all mine,” he dered bossily. “If you want to eat, go get


    your own room service. This table here is exclusive.”


    Tom’s lips twitched. He knew his boss was just being territorial about the lunch and was selfish


    about it. “But you can’t finish it alone. It would be a waste if you threw the rest away. That would be


    an insult to Miss Reed.” Tom snickered. He must let me eat now that I’ve said that. I’m starving.


    “Why should I throw it away? I can save it for dinner.” Toby looked at him calmly.


    “But then you’ll be eating leftovers,” Tom said.


    “I don’t care.” Toby looked up proudly.


    Tom had nothing to say to that, but he was impressed. Toby would never have leftovers for dinner,


    but he was willing to eat leftovers just because his lover was the one who ordered the food. He had


    to say he was impressed. He can really go the extra mile just to get her back. All the more


    impressive when someone like him does it for the sake of love. Pity Miss Reed won’t get back with


    him even if he did this. Tom took ast look at the table of food before leaving in annoyance. So you


    want me to get my room service ? Fine. I’ll get the priciest one, and you’ll pay for it.


    Carl came to the hotel to see Sonia after work was done for the day. Just when Sonia was chatting


    happily with him, Reba came in guffawing like a maniac.


    The both of them stopped talking and looked at her. Sonia couldn’t see, but it didn’t stop her from


    asking, “What happened, Reba? Why are youughing like that?”


    “It’s not me. It’s—” Before she could finish, Reba burst intoughter again.


    Carl frowned. “Can you stopughing?” he asked impatiently.


    “Sorry. It’s not my fault, but this is just too funny. Someone just died from embarrassment.” She


    wiped the tears away from the corner of her eyes. “Just when I came back, I saw Tom dragging a


    doctor in with him.”


    “And?” Sonia arched her eyebrow.