Chapter 841


    Daphne had gone along with Charles and slept with him for her own benefit. As for Charles, it did


    not matter if he was drunk or not. He was already making a mistake by getting a woman to sleep


    with him.


    Sonia started to wonder what would have happened if it had been another woman who went to him


    that day. Would Charles still have gone to a hotel with that woman?


    Chances are, the answer would still be yes. This was why both Charles and Daphne were


    responsible for what had happened.


    Toby saw how Sonia was lost in thought with a worried expression on her face, so he gently


    scraped her nose and asked, "What are you thinking about?"


    Sonia shook her head. "I’m just thinking about Daphne, since she ns to abort the child and asked


    me to keep it a secret from Charles. I don''t know if that is the right thing to do or not"


    Once Toby heard that, he stroked her hair andforted her. "It doesn''t matter if it''s right or wrong.


    It''s still a private matter between the two of them. Even if you''re Charles'' friend, it''s still not


    something you should get involved in, so just let them solve their own issues. It may backfire on you


    if you tried to interfere, so it''s best not to do anything."


    "I know that, but Charles is my friend, and I..."


    "So what if he''s your friend? This is their private business." Toby cut her off and reminded her,


    "Charles is a grown man. You don''t have to concern yourself with his matters. It''s not like he''s your


    son."


    When Sonia heard Toby''s words, she snorted and smacked him lightly. "What are you talking


    about? Who are you calling my son?" "I''m just giving an example." Toby grinned at her. “Whatever


    Charles does with your secretary is their own business and they can take care of it themselves.


    Nothing is going on yet, but you''re already getting yourself so worked up about it. You''re probably


    showing even more concern than Mrs. Lane, so doesn''t that make it seem like Charles is your


    son?"


    "What a load of nonsense!" Sonia red at Toby yfully.


    But Toby simply chuckled before appeasing her. "Alright, stop worrying about them. They don''t


    seem to be that concerned about it themselves, so why are you worrying on their behalf? Shouldn''t


    you be spending all that time and energy on me


    instead?"


    "Don''t I care enough about you?" Sonia looked at Toby.


    Toby nodded. "You do, but I''m a greedy man and I''ll never get enough of you. If you give me all the


    love and care that you give other people, then I''ll be even more satisfied."


    "I don''t want to pay any attention to you any longer." Sonia was torn between feeling pleased and


    annoyed.


    Toby ruffled her hair and stopped teasing her. "Okay, it''s gettingte so I should leave now. I''ll see


    you tonight." “Yeah, see you tonight." Sonia nodded and walked him to the elevator.


    They were standing in front of the elevator when Toby suddenly pulled her into a hug. "Remember


    to think about me."


    "I will," Sonia promised as she patted him on the back.


    Satisfied with her answer, Toby released her from his embrace and entered the elevator.


    Sonia stood there and waved him goodbye. Finally,


    the doors closed and the elevator began its descent, and Sonia headed back to her office.


    She gave it some thought and agreed that Toby was right. This was a private matter between


    Charles and Daphne, so they should handle it themselves. She was just Charles'' friend and not his


    mother, so she need not worry about it so much.


    Furthermore, she had also just firmly rejected Charles'' affection. How would her actions be taken if


    she started being troubled over Charles'' matters now?


    She really needed to fix this habit of hers!


    No matter how close of a friend he was, this was not something that she should be concerned about


    on her friend''s behalf. By doing so, it would make the rtionship seem more than just friendship.


    Sonia decided that it was best for her to heed Toby''s advice. She would pretend to not know


    anything about Charles and Daphne''s issue, and let them solve it themselves.


    If something did happen in the future, then she could reconsider and offer her help if it was within


    her means. Now that Sonia sorted out her thoughts and made her decision, it felt like a weight had


    been lifted off her shoulders.


    It was sometime in the afternoon when Sonia noticed that it was nearly time for her appointment.


    She stopped working, left her office, and headed to the mall for a dress fitting.


    The staff in the boutique were already waiting for her at the entrance. Once they noticed Sonia


    approaching, they went forward with a smile and greeted, "Good afternoon, Miss Reed."


    "Good afternoon,” Sonia replied to their greeting with a smile of her own.


    The manager moved to usher her in. "Pleasee with me, Miss Reed."


    "Thank you." Sonia followed the manager into the boutique.


    This boutique belonged to an international luxury brand. Once Sonia entered the store, she found


    herself surrounded by rows and rows of expensive gowns with intricate designs.


    But of course, the gowns that were hung around the store were not the ones that were the most


    expensive. The most exquisite gowns were all hidden away deep within the boutique, and would


    only be brought out for those who were wealthy and influential enough to buy those gowns. People


    who were unfamiliar with luxury brands would often make the mistake of assuming that the best


    gowns were already hung on the racks outside.


    "Please take a seat, Miss Reed. Would you like a cup of coffee, or perhaps a ss of champagne?"


    The manager brought Sonia to a couch inside the private resting area and offered Sonia a drink


    once she had taken her seat.


    Sonia set her purse down and replied, "Coffee is fine. I drove here so I can''t drink alcohol."


    "Of course. Please give me a moment and I will have the coffee prepared for you. I have sent


    someone to retrieve your gown, so it will be brought out to you soon," the manager added with a


    smile.


    Sonia nodded lightly. "Alright, thank you." "Not at all, Miss Reed." The manager walked away.


    Sonia leaned against the couch and browsed the Inte on her phone as she waited for her gown.


    After a while, she heard a familiar voiceing from a distance behind her. "Is that all you have?


    Don''t you have any gowns that are more dazzling?"


    That voice...


    Sonia narrowed her eyes in thought before a name finally popped into her mind.


    It was Anya Steinfeld!


    Immediately, Sonia set her phone down and turned toward the voice. Sure enough, she saw the


    figure of a person who was sitting in a wheelchair.


    That figure was definitely Anya Steinfeld.


    Sonia cocked her eyebrows. Why is she here? It looks like she''s here to buy a gown, but why would


    she need one?


    Sonia did not doubt Anya''s ability to afford a dress here. After all, she could afford to get stic


    surgery from head to toe. That would have cost her quite a sum of money. Furthermore, the repairs


    for Toby''s car amounted to hundreds of thousands, and Anya had paid it in full without giving it a


    second thought. All in all, it proved that she had the money.


    Though Sonia did wonder how an orphan who did not even have a job could get her hands on that


    much money.


    After taking a look at Anya, Sonia withdrew her gaze and paid her no mind. She had no goodwill


    toward this maniptive woman who wanted to steal Toby away from her. Even if they ran into one


    another, Sonia would still pretend that Anya was invisible, and Sonia would not greet her.


    As for Anya, she did not notice that Sonia was in the resting area behind her. She was holding up a


    pink-colored fishtail gown and studying it with a critical eye. After taking a good look at it, she was


    not at all satisfied with the gown.Property of N?)(velDr(a)ma.Org.


    She handed it over to the sales assistant beside her and frowned as she asked, "Don''t you have


    any other gowns with a fishtail design?"


    The sales assistant shook her head and smiled. "I''m very sorry, miss. We only have these few


    fishtail gown designs here."


    Anya began to look rather crossed. "All of these designs are from the past seasons. Haven''t the


    designs for the new seasone out yet?" "They have, but we only released one fishtail gown


    design this year. If you are interested in it, then please provide us with the details of your VIP


    membership. We will ce an order with our headquarters and have a gown custom made for you.


    Would you like that, miss?" The sales assistant smiled pleasantly as she looked at Anya.


    However, Anya''s expression froze a little. "VIP membership?"


    "Yes." The sales assistant nodded and exined, "This year''s fishtail gown was designed by our top


    designer, so naturally it costs a lot more than our other designs. Therefore, it is only offered to our


    VIP clients. If you are not one of our VIP membership clients, then I''m afraid you will have to


    consider the other designs that we have right now. Our VIP membership is only for clients who have


    spent over a hundred million with us. Do you have a VIP membership with us, miss?"