Boss, Your Wife's Asking For A Divorce, Again novel Chapter 1009

Chapter 1009

When Tom caught up to Toby, the latter was already in front of the elevator. Seeing how the man gave off an oppressive aura through every pore, he knew that he was in a bad mood at the moment. After a moment's thought, he fished his cigarette pack from his pocket, shook a cigarette out of it, and handed the cigarette to the man. "Wanna smoke a cigarette, President Fuller?"

Toby darted a look at it before straightening up. "No, I don't need it. I've quit smoking."

"Huh?" Tom was startled. "You've quit smoking?" When was that? Why don't I know about that? Well, President Fuller wasn't a heavy smoker, but he'd occasionally smoke a cigarette or two. I've not heard of him quitting smoking, though.

Raising his chin slightly, Toby replied with a note of unconcealed pride in his voice, "I quit smoking just a few days ago. Little Leaf forbade me to smoke, saying that it was bad for my health. Since she cares so much about me, how could I disappoint her?"

"Uh..." Tom's lips twitched. "I see. Alright then, I'll smoke the cigarette myself," he said while putting away the cigarette.

Toby frowned. "You're not allowed to smoke as well."

Tom was just about to put the cigarette between his lips when he heard this. "Why?" he couldn't help but ask curiously. "Could it be that you're also concerned about my health, President Fuller?" Aww, I'm so touched! I've been working for this mean boss for over ten years. Not only has he never cared about me, but he also leaves all kinds of dirty and heavy work to me. It's no exaggeration to say that he's a bully who exploits his employees. I thought I'd keep on living under his exploitation, but to think that he has finally become more like a human now! Really, I'm so touched. This is all thanks to Miss Reed's taming of him!

Just when he was inwardly walking on air, Toby's response dampened his spirits like a bucket of cold water pouring down on him, making him feel touched for nothing. "What are you dreaming about? Why would I care about a guy like you?" Toby looked at him with a frown of disgust. "I forbid you to smoke because I don't want to betray Little Leafs concern for me by breathing in secondhand smoke from you. What does that have to do with you?"

Ha ha. Speechless, Tom put his cigarette back into his cigarette pack with an expressionless face. I should've thought of this long ago. How could the wicked boss for whom I've worked for over ten years become so humane all of a sudden? If he were humane, he would've done so long ago, no? How could he possibly become humane over ten years later? Seriously, it's too naive of me to believe that my bully of a boss will care about me. Ha ha. Really, I was touched for nothing. What a lack of awareness.

"Remember not to smoke in front of me from now on, or I'll make you feel sorry for it," Toby warned in a cold voice.

Tom's lips twitched again before he replied sulkily, "Yes, President Fuller."

Only then did Toby withdraw his gaze in satisfaction and stop looking at him.

Just then, the elevator arrived. Toby stepped into it, and Tom immediately followed suit.

After the elevator door closed, Tom turned to look at the man next to him, asking, "By the way, President Fuller, does your previous conversation with Connor mean that he admitted he was the one behind Mr. Homer's death?"

Toby balled his hands at his sides into fists while starting to give off chilly vibes once again. He replied with a monotonous "yes," but one could recognize the murderous note in it if they were to listen carefully.

Tom took a deep breath. "So it really was him. I never thought he'd really dare to admit it."

Toby's eyes were bloodshot with fury. "Didn't you hear it? With Grandpa's meritorious service, is there anything he wouldn't dare to do?"

Tom fell silent. After a while, he said with a sigh, "I suddenly feel that it's not a good thing for the late Old Master Fuller to have made so many contributions. Who knows if these contributions were used to shield the Fullers or our enemies?"