Chapter 501


    Despite saying so, Vincent’s tone of voice was filled with uncertainty, and he couldn’t conceal it at


    all. It was evident that Vincent was worried—he believed that Toby would eventually investigate and


    find out about their n. Vincent was merely trying tofort and fool himself with his reassuring


    words.


    At that moment, the maid ran over to Vincent and Lily. “President McRae, Fuller Group’s president’s


    assistant, Mr. Brown, is here to see you,” she uttered.


    Vincent’s heart sank when he heard the words ‘Fuller Group’, and the muscles on his rugged face


    trembled as he spoke. “What did you say? Who’s here?”


    “Daddy!” Lily grabbed onto Vincent’s hand in fear.


    “President Fuller’s assistant, Mr. Brown,” the maid repeated. Vincent’s expression turned grim once


    he made sure that he hadn’t heard the wrong name earlier. All of a sudden, he got to his feet and


    paced back and forth beside the couch. “What’s he doing here? Why is he here?” Vincent balled his


    fists as he muttered.


    “Mr. Brown said that he’s here to seek justice on behalf of President Fuller.” The maid looked up and


    gave Vincent a careful gaze. “He said that you and Lily were plotting against President Fuller...”


    Bang! Before the maid finished her sentence, Vincent copsed back onto the couch. “He knows


    about it, Dad. He knows!” Lily was so terrified that her entire being was shaking. As Vincent parted


    his lips to speak, anger began seeping out of his being. “I heard what the maid said!” he growled as


    he red at Lily with his bloodshot eyes.


    “Would you like to see Mr. Brown now, President McRae? He’s just behind the door,” the maid


    uttered.


    Vincent’s fists were still tightly clenched. “Why would I want to see him? Tell him that I’m not


    interested in meeting anyone. I don’t know anything about plotting against President Fuller—” “I’m


    afraid I won’t be able to go along with your orders since I’m already here, President McRae. I guess


    you have no choice but to see me.” Tom walked in with a grin on his face, a security guard and


    lawyer following behind him. The friendly smile on Tom’s face looked like the devil’s grin to both


    Vincent and Lily. Both of them were too stunned to do anything.


    Vincent hadn’t nned to meet Tom—he wanted to avoid Tom to keep him and his daughter safe.


    However, he hadn’t expected Tom to invite himself into the room. Gone were his hopes of being


    able to escape! After that, Tom had a conversation with both father and daughter. Both the McRaes


    looked as if their souls had escaped their bodies— they sat on the couch and stayed still for a long


    while after Tom left.


    Tom, on the other hand, took a nce at the signed papers in his hands as he smiled and pushed


    his sses up the bridge of his nose. He looked like a fox who had just caught his meal of the day.


    About an hourter, Tom arrived at Toby’s condominium.


    “I’ve settled things with the McRaes, President Fuller. Vincent agreed to sign the documents, and


    someone will short sell all of hispany’s stocks soon. Then, the McRaes will disappear from


    Seafield.” Tom handed the documents over for Toby to take a look.


    Toby took it over, but he didn’t read it at all. “I got it,” he uttered as he tossed the documents onto


    the coffee table.


    Typically, the McRaes’ tiny act of plotting against Toby wouldn’t have resulted in such a huge


    punishment for them.


    However, when Tom was doing his research on the rumors, he found out that the McRaes traded


    Paradigm Co.’s shares during thepany’s lowest point.


    Six years ago, Vincent gathered some funds and attempted to short sell thest of Paradigm Co.’s


    stocks when he realized how unsteady thepany was. He figured that he would suck up thest


    bit of Paradigm Co.’s funds. However, Vincent’s capital wasn’t big enough, so Paradigm Co.


    managed to survive, albeit barely. Yet, Henry was still burdened by debt, and he still killed himself in


    the end. I don’t understand why Henry killed himself over unpaid debts, but I’m sure that Vincent


    yed an indirect role in Henry’s death.


    This time, Tom decided to destroy the McRae Group, partially also because he wanted to avenge


    the death of Sonia’s father. Otherwise, Sonia might never know that she had enemies other than the


    Gray Family. “There’s something else, President Fuller.” Tom didn’t seem to mind that Toby hadn’t


    even nced at the documents. The papers weren’t going to disappear, so Toby could see them


    anytime.


    “What is it?” Toby massaged the space between his eyebrows before he turned around to pour


    himself a ss of water. Tom, who was standing beside him, responded in a polite tone, “Old Mrs.


    Fuller’s 80th birthday party is happening in two days, and the evening gown you bought for Sonia


    has arrived. It’s at the customs now. Should I send it over to Miss Reed?”


    Upon hearing Tom’s words, Toby paused halfway while sipping his water. He looked up at his


    assistant and recalled that he had indeed purchased an evening gown for Sonia. With his brows


    knitted, Toby thought, I would have definitely used someone else’s name to send the dress over to


    Sonia before today. But now that I don’t want to die, and now that I want to be with her... I don’t want


    to send her gifts using someone else’s name.


    After thinking for a while more, Toby realized that Sonia might not take the gift if he sent it over with


    his own name. I was too harsh with my words previously. I didn’t just say that she was bad at taking


    care of me;


    I even told her never to show up in front of me ever again. Toby massaged his temples as he felt a


    surge of regret in his chest. I shouldn’t have given up on looking for a heart donor so soon, and I


    shouldn’t have tried to cut things off with Sonia. If I knew that I would eventually change my mind


    and decide not to ept my fate of death, I wouldn’t have made things so hard for myself.


    Tom’s sses glinted as he looked at Toby, who looked like there was a dark cloud hovering above


    his head. It didn’t take long for Tom to figure out what was going on in Toby’s mind, and Tom cleared


    his throat as he muttered a few words under his breath. “You deserve it!” Previously, Tom had


    already told Toby not to give up so easily. Tom’s advice had been to give the situation a little more


    thought before deciding, but Toby didn’t listen to him at all—that was why Toby was regretting his


    actions right now! Tom let out an exasperated sigh before he spoke. “Why don’t you just send the


    evening gown over, President Fuller?”


    “What?” Toby turned to look at Tom as he wanted to know Tom’s rationale for saying so.


    Tom shrugged. “Since you’ve decided not to allow fate to dictate your life, and since you’ve decided


    that you want to find a heart donor and continue living, then I’m sure you don’t want to grow any


    further apart from Miss Reed, right? You should be thinking of ways to get close to her, and to turn


    your rtionship back to how it was like when you were admitted into the hospital. You know what


    you should be doing, but you don’t know how to achieve it, right?”


    Toby narrowed his gaze without saying much.


    Tom knew that his guess had been right, so he continued speaking. “Well, your evening gown is the


    perfect way to go about this! Why don’t you send the evening gown over just to test Sonia’s current


    perception of the situation?”


    Upon hearing these words, Toby raised his head and nodded a few times. “What you said makes a


    lot of sense. Let’s do that.”


    “Okay. I’ll get someone to deliver it over from the customs,” Tom offered. “Go ahead,” Toby uttered


    with a nod. Tom nodded in return before he headed out of the office.


    Sonia parked her car in Lane


    Corporation before she walked into the lobby. She rarely visited Charles’ office— it was Charles


    who often went to Paradigm Co. instead. Therefore, most of the staff members didn’t recognize her.


    While Charles usually headed straight to Sonia’s office when he visited Paradigm Co., Sonia had to


    register herself at the front desk.


    “Hello, I’m here to see President Lane,” Sonia said to the admin at the front desk.


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    The admin pulled out a registration name list. “Hello, Miss. Please tell me your name, and I’ll


    schedule an appointment for you.”


    “My name’s Sonia.” Sonia gave the admin her first name. Upon hearing Sonia’s name, the admin


    froze for a moment before she looked up to stare at Sonia. The admin looked as if she were trying


    to confirm her suspicions. After a few seconds, the admin put the registration name list away before


    she gave Sonia a warm smile. “You’re Miss Reed!” she uttered.


    “Do you know me?” Sonia was somewhat taken aback.


    The admin nodded. “President Lane ordered us to remember your name and face. We’re supposed


    to let you up to his office without having to inform him if you ever visit. Unfortunately, President Lane


    isn’t in his office now, Miss Reed.”


    “He’s not?” Sonia frowned. “Where is he, then?”