Chapter 728 Let Me Do It


    Tobias exhaled a cloud of smoke and said, “Since all of you want the truth, I''ll tell you this—the


    demolition will not go ahead as nned. Not all crying children get candy. Whatever ruckus you


    cause won''t change my decision. I''m sorry about your mother. I''m a representative of Ford Group,


    and I willpensate you on behalf of Skr. All I ask is that you keep the marypensation


    a secret. You know this has nothing to do with Skr.”


    They would be satisfied with the figure Tobias suggested although it paled inparison to the


    profits they would gain from the demolition.


    Their hearts ached. Ximena had given her life for something so trivial.


    Miranda breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that Tobias coulde to Skr''s aid and save her from


    being the scapegoat once more.


    Anger and resentment bubbled up inside Miranda every time she remembered what Eva had said.


    How could she be so thickheaded for an intellectual? I''ve told myself so many times that Eva is


    Skr''s cousin and a good person who would never betray her.


    Skr silently bowed to Ximena''s photo before leaving, her eyes red and teary.


    She grew up here and had seen many old neighbors move away or pass away. She remembered


    how it used to be rowdy downstairs. The old men would gather around the por tree to y chess


    while the old women yed cards. After dinner, they would talk and take a walk around the


    neighborhood.


    But now it was quiet, and the faces were unfamiliar.


    Skr went home and took a shower to wash off the nauseating stench of smoke clinging to her


    hair and clothes.


    She couldn''t figure out why she was particrly sensitive to the smell of smoke and couldn''t stand it


    when Tobias smoked. She could always smell it on him no matter how faint it was.


    A flush of color warmed her pale skin, and her face was clear and glowing. She gently dried her


    short, wet hair with a pink towel.


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    Tobias urged, “Come and eat your dinner first. Oh, it should be supper. Any longer and it will be


    your breakfast.”


    Skr wrapped a robe around herself and went downstairs. She had informed management about


    the malfunctioning central air-conditioner, who informed her that a repairman could onlye in the


    morning to fix it.


    Her body temperature had cooled as a result of the shower. Her hands and feet were freezing. It


    was as if someone had doused her with iced water.


    She led an inactive lifestyle since a female celebrity must maintain a good figure. She had to control


    her weight after realizing that it had increased in thest few days.


    Her body would be weak and cold when it didn''t generate enough heat. She would feel listless.


    Even talking was a chore.


    Sometimes Skr thought that the main female character in Dream of the Red Chamber was a


    delicate young woman of physical frailness. She wondered if the author ever connected the dots of


    her frailty with extreme weight loss methods.


    She had lost her appetite and only wanted to cocoon herself in her thermal nket. Her fingers


    were now cold and stiff.


    She had bought a small table from eBay that could be propped up in bed to hold herptop while


    she watched TV shows.


    All Skr wanted to do now was to take her meal in bed, but realistically, she knew Tobias, a clean


    freak, would never allow food in the bed.


    She hurried to him as soon as she saw him lifting a pot of spaghetti from the stove. “You''re still sick.


    Let me do it.”