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Boss, Your Wife's Asking For A Divorce, Again novel Chapter 25

Chapter 25

President Fuller?

Sonia looked at the door of the private

room, just in time to meet Toby’s cold

gaze. After just one second, she averted her eyes and released the

teapot in her hand.

 

“President Fuller, why are you here?” Chester, who was sitting next to Sonia, stood up and asked politely.

The men in the private room were all

 

one generation older than Toby-some

even two-but Toby’s power in the

industry was obvious to everyone.

Coupled with the fact that the Fuller

Group was currently at the peak of

their power, they wouldn’t dare get into a public dispute with Toby.

Toby shot Sonia a glance, then walked

in and said in his deep voice, “I heard

that you were here playing cards, Mr.

King, so I came to say hello.”

“It’s Friday today. It’s fine. Come and

play some cards.” As opposed to the

arrogance he displayed in front of

Sonia, at this moment, he was

speaking to Toby with a smile. “It just

so happened that President Reed

came to talk about the order of the

goods, so she stayed to play a few

rounds with us.”

Chester smiled and chimed in. “That’s

right. I’m friends with Sonia’s father, He’s very good at playing cards, but she must be rather unlucky, because she keeps losing.”

The other two bosses muttered a few

words in agreement as well, then they

took the opportunity to exchange

business cards with Toby.

Meanwhile, Sonia was silently fiddling

with her cards.

After receiving the business cards

from the two men, Toby strode toward

Paul and said blankly, “You guys carry

on playing. I’ll just watch.”

Paul understood the man’s actions as

soon as he saw it, so he immediately

gave up his seat.

Toby pulled out the chair and sat down.

It was only at such a close distance did

he notice that Sonia’s turtleneck was

wet, and a little bit of hair was sticking

to her fair neck.

Coughcough!” While she was playing,

Sonia suddenly coughed twice.

Toby felt the chill, then saw that the

window was wide open, so he went

over and closed it before calling the

waiter over and instructing, “Bring me a

blanket.”

Paul and the rest’s expressions

changed when they saw the way Taby

However, Sonila turned a blind eye and

ear to Toby and his words. After arranging her cards, she threw one out.

In no time, the waiter delivered the

blanket.

“Thank you, but I’m not cold.” Sonia

politely accepted the blanket, then

stuffed it behind her chair before

continuing with the game.

Seeing how stubborn she was being, Toby frowned and felt annoyed.

This woman had never even been in the

business circle before, yet she dared to come here and play cards with a bunch of cunning old foxes. Isn’t she afraid of being eaten alive?

Perhaps it was because Toby was

there-or perhaps because everyone in the private room knew about his relationship with Sonia-the

atmosphere in the private room

suddenly became very harmonious,

and no one talked about anything

indecent

Paul and the others even quietly fed Sonia good cards.

How could Sonia not know the true

nature of these people? Letting out

inward sneers, she pretended not to understand their actions and continued to throw down random cards.

The cards in her hand got worse and

worse. The men wanted to win, but

they didn’t dare do so.

Toby saw Sonia coughing a few more times, and his brows furrowed even more. When she was about to play a card, he leaned over, then took another

card and threw it out.

When Sonia caught a whiff of the cold

scent from the man’s body, she grew

even more lightheaded, so she leaned

back.

Afterward, Toby basically picked cards

for Sonia and laid them down,

Paul glanced at Toby, then said to

Sonia almost apologetically. “A few days ago, an old customer of mine suddenly placed an order, and I didn’t inform the commerce department

before signing with him. It’s only today

that I learned that your company

urgently needs the foreign goods, President Reed. I’m really sorry. I’ll call

the commerce department later, and I’ll

sign the contract at 9.00AM tomorrow.

I’ll definitely ask the factory to produce

your goods as soon as possible.”

Since Paul was showing such kindness, Sonia accepted it. “Then, I’ll have to trouble you with it, Mr. King.

Couah, cough.”

Coughcough…

 

Thatright

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