Chapter 758


    Tom’s eyes widened. “President Fuller!”


    “What’s going on here?” Just then, a few officers who had been on duty nearby came over to


    assess the situation after hearing the ring car rm.


    Tom grabbed hold of the officer and said frantically, “Quick, get a car and send my boss to the


    hospital right now.”


    “What? Is there a casualty?” Startled by this, the police officer hurried over to the car and saw Toby,


    who was unconscious and had his head bowed. Growing anxious, the officer said, “Wait here. I’ll go


    get my car right away!” With that, he rushed over to the patrol stand to retrieve his cruiser.


    Now that Tom was sure Toby would get the help he needed, he let out a sigh of relief and promptly


    heaved the unconscious man out of the car. As he did so, he muttered under his breath furtively,


    “Just hold on, President Fuller. We’ll be at the hospital soon. Please be okay; it’ll break Old Mrs.


    Fuller and Miss Reed’s hearts if they know something has happened to you. Please hold on.”


    Toby’s fingers twitched slightly, as if he could hear all this.


    Tom was so overwhelmed by this that he nearly cried. “Oh, thank goodness! President Fuller must


    still be conscious. He hasn’tpletely cked out!” As long as Toby could respond, then the worst


    had not happened.


    “I...” Suddenly, a trembling female voice sounded from behind Tom.


    While holding Toby up, Tom turned to look at the owner of the voice and saw, to his great dismay


    and anger, the woman in the wheelchair who had crossed the road at the wrong time and caused


    this whole ident.


    As if realizing that she was in big trouble, the girl clutched the hem of her shirt and nced


    worriedly at the unconscious Toby, her face drained of color as she asked, “I’m sorry. Did he get


    hurt?”


    A look of rage unfurled across Tom’s otherwise-cid features as he growled, “Your apology means


    nothing! If my boss had not tried to avoid knocking you down earlier and asked that I run into the


    hedge instead, he would still be fine right now!”


    The girl shrunk into her wheelchair after receiving such hostility, and she looked even paler as hot


    tears glistened in her eyes. “I’m sorry, I really am. I didn’t mean to. I was in a rush, and I—"


    “That’s enough from you. I don’t want to hear your exnation for this.


    Don’t think that the matter ends here, and you’d better hope my boss is fine if you don’t want to


    spend the rest of your life in prison!” Tom bit out harshly, cutting her off mid-apology.


    She gaped at him with wide eyes, and she truly was mortified, judging by therge teardrops


    streaming past her cheeks.


    Tom, however, didn’t bother with her as he took out his phone to call Sonia and tell her about this.


    However, before he could make the call, the police officer from earlier returned in his cruiser. Left


    without a choice, Tom kept his phone for the time being and helped Toby into the car, thinking that


    he could give Sonia a call on the way to the hospital. What matters most now is to get President


    Fuller to the hospital in time.


    “Wait.” He was just about to close the door after getting into the car when he felt resistance, and he


    saw that the woman in the wheelchair was holding onto the door handle forcefully.


    Furious, Tom stared at her with bloodshot eyes. “What the hell are you doing?” He was desperate to


    get Toby to the hospital, and he couldn’t believe that this woman was stalling them. “I’m warning


    you: if you don’t let go of the door and we miss out on the best time to save my boss, I’ll make sure


    you regret this for life,” he threatened darkly, his voice taking on a somber edge.


    If it weren’t for the fact that the woman had a disability, he would have kicked her far away from the


    car.


    When the woman saw the murderous gleam in Tom’s eyes, she drew back slightly, but she held


    onto the car door firmly nheless. “I... I should go with you, too. I was the one who caused the


    ident, and I want to take responsibility.”


    Tom was about to protest when the police officer sitting behind the wheel turned and interjected,


    “Mister, if what you told me just now was true, then this woman will have to take responsibility for


    being the one to cause the ident. It’s ideal that shees with us to the hospital.”


    Now that the police officer had put his foot in, Tom’s hands were tied, and as much as he disagreed,


    he found himself relenting.


    Upon seeing that Tom implicitly allowed her to go with them, she smiled with what appeared to be a


    great relief, and the police officer gently helped her into the passenger side of the car.


    Along the way, the woman kept turning around in her seat to look at Toby. There were no lights in


    the car, and with the darkening sky, it was far too dim for Tom to notice the maniacal and sadistic


    gleam in the woman’s eyes when she gazed at Toby.


    Presently, Tom fished out his phone once more and called Sonia’s number with a bitter frown on his


    face. He would never have thought that he and Toby could be so unlucky as to meet with an


    ident right after seeing Jessica.


    While Tom had cracked his head on the window and suffered some light bleeding, the airbags and


    seatbelt kept him from grievous injuries, and he came out of the ident with only a concussion.


    But the same could not be said for Toby, who was already dealing with a failing heart that made him


    susceptible to shock and stress. If he fainted so abruptly, there was a chance that the collision had


    put his heart into overdrive, and he cked out from the shock of it all.


    Tom could only hope that Toby pulled through this just line. Otherwise, he couldn’t even bring


    himself to think of how drastic the consequences might be.


    He pinched the space between his brows and hoped that Sonia would not faint when she heard


    about what had happened to Toby.


    “Hello?” Just as his thoughts were fraying and unraveling, Sonia’s gentle voice filled the other line.


    “Mr. Brown, is everything alright?”


    Sonia was currently sitting on the couch, having not moved since her phone call with Toby, but she


    now paused the television show as she grew concerned as to why Tom was calling her out of the


    blue.


    He was Toby’s personal assistant. Could it be that something had happened to Toby ? But that


    doesn''t make sense. Toby would have called me personally if there were any sudden changes in his


    n; he wouldn’t go through Mr. Brown.


    Besides, she knew it was unlikely that Toby had his hands full at the moment, given that they had


    only just texted each other not ten minutes ago.


    “Miss Reed,” Tom began hoarsely, then gulped.


    Sonia felt her heart drop to her stomach when she heard his grim tone. Clutching her phone tightly,


    she asked nervously, “Mr. Brown, where’s Toby?” Her instincts were sharp, and it took her only a


    second to realize that maybe something had happened to Toby.


    Tom wouldn’t have called her otherwise and spoken in such somber tones. Please let Toby be okay,


    she prayed silently.


    However, Tom sounded even more strangled as he said guiltily, “Miss Reed, President Fuller has


    met with a car ident.”


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    “What?” Stunned, she rose to her feet so abruptly that the soreness from a particr area decided


    to assault her once more. Ignoring the pain, she gripped her phone tightly as she asked in a raised


    voice, “Did you just say Toby got into a car ident?”


    “Yes...” Tom nodded.


    At that moment, Sonia thought her mind had imploded, and the world began to spin around her. She


    swayed dizzily, nearly copsing as ck dots flooded her vision. She would have fainted on the


    spot had she not grabbed hold of the couch armrest in time and resumed her seat.


    However, the sound of her sitting down on the couch was picked up by Tom through the phone, and


    his heart constricted for a second as he pressed urgently, “Miss Reed, are you alright?”


    It was bad enough that he had not protected Toby well enough to keep him from harm, but he didn’t


    think he could live it down if news of the ident had caused Sonia to faint.


    But it’s not like I can keep Toby''s ident a secret from her...


    “I’m fine,” she replied slowly, but even as she said this, her face was pale and full of worry and


    anxiousness. She dug her nails into the armrest and heaved several breaths to calm herself down,


    forcing herself to not cave into the darkness that threatened to wash over her. Inhaling deeply, she


    tried to stay calm as she asked, “How’s Toby doing now?”