Chapter 439


    Just then, Skr’s phone screen lit up with a WhatsApp message from Largo.


    Have you considered my offer?


    The corners of Skr’s mouth curled in incredulity. Largo was a pretty diligent pimp, persevering


    undaunted even after being rejected so irrefutably.


    “Who’s texting you? You’ve been staring at your phone for the longest time,” Tobias remarked.


    Skr hesitated, then decided not to tell Tobias the truth. It wasn’t anything to boast about and would do


    nothing good for Tobias’ current frame of mind.


    Besides, what would I say? That Largo’s trying to pimp me out? Skr thought, grimacing.


    Casually, Skr answered, “It’s just spam. You can see for yourself if you’d like.”


    Tobias arched an eyebrow. “Is there a need to do that? I still have several nude photos of you in my


    phone. Do you want to see what you look like naked?”


    Skr’s face turned crimson with embarrassment. She prodded Tobias sternly, saying, “You’d better


    delete them. This is such a despicable hobby.”


    Tobias grinned at Skr and ruffled her hair yfully, saying, “What’s so despicable about me keeping


    nude photos of my own wife?”


    Skr stood stock still. It was the first time that Tobias had ever addressed her as his wife. Tobias always


    called Skr by name. Terms of endearment were few and far between.


    “What did you call me?” Skr gaped at Tobias in disbelief.


    Tobias leaned towards Skr, pressing his lips against her ear. Sensually, he whispered, his breath


    tickling her ear, “I said, my wife. Didn’t you hear me?”


    Sheldon sat perched on the CEO’s chair in front of his desk. Night had fallen, but the floor-length blinds


    behind him had entirely obscured the splendid view the window otherwise afforded of the city.


    Susan stood behind Sheldon, primly smoothing out the minute creases in her outfit.


    “Does Tobias review these documents every day? Is he able to finish looking through everything?”


    Sheldon asked, furrowing his brows.


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    Susan eyed the piles of documents thaty scattered across the huge desk. They were almost


    insignificant, however,pared to the towering stacks on Tobias’ desk.


    Susan replied frankly, “Mr. Ford is very efficient. He wouldn’t take long to clear this amount of work.”


    Sheldon flung his pen onto the desk. Leering at Susan unkindly, Sheldon scoffed, “I know you’re on


    Tobias’ side! Your Mr. Ford is the one who requested for you to stay. That’s how little he trusts me.”


    Susan politely answered, “If you’re unhappy with me, I’ll resign. Without me, though, you’ll have great


    difficult navigating the ins and outs of thispany.”


    Contemptuously, Sheldon asked, “Did Tobias brainwash you? Why are you so obstinately loyal to him?


    Why don’t you leave him and join me, I’ll triple your current sry.”


    Susan did not even bother to conceal her revulsion. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll be taking my leave first,


    then. You can decide whether you want me to keep me employed.”


    For the sake of Ford Group’s stocks, the news of Tobias’ illness had not been announced publicly. Skr


    had scoured the news for information about Tobias’ resignation from Ford Group but to no avail. Tobias


    himself was not helping by providing her anything useful.


    When Skr woke early the next morning in preparation for the day’s filming, Tobias was already


    packing his luggage. It was nearly empty save for toiletries and a few sets of clothes.


    “Are you leaving already? I thought you’d stay for at least a week,” Skr said, pouting. She clung to


    Tobias, reluctant to let him go. In all the time Skr and Tobias had been dating, they’d spent more time


    apart than together.


    “Do you want me to give you a souvenir before I go?” Tobias said, grinning at Skr.