Sonia intentionally emphasized the words 'childish yet direct' and looked toward the driver's seat.
Tom, who was behind the wheel, felt a chill down his spine and chuckled awkwardly. "I'm sorry, Miss Reed. I shouldn't have used those words. I wouldn't have said that if I had known that you were the mastermind behind Connor's beating."
Yikes, I didn't know that Miss Reed could be so vindictive. Yes, I did say that the method of sacking Connor and beating him up is childish yet flimsy, but I complimented her for doing a good job, didn't I? She did beat the cr*p out of Connor.
To his bewilderment, Sonia selectively remembered his ridicule but not his praise. It was an intended retaliation, wasn't it?
After she had been in Toby's company for so long, she became as petty and vindictive as him now. Toby was truly one of the worst!
She covered her lips and giggled when she noticed Tom's bitter grimace. "I'm just kidding, Tom. I'm sorry. Don't mind me."
Tom rolled his eyes speechlessly. Miss Reed, do you know that your so-called joke can put me in a difficult situation?
Toby, who was sitting next to Sonia, noticed the changes in Tom's expressions too. However, he wasn't as forgiving as he snorted, "Don't apologize to him. It serves him right for spilling the beans, so he should be prepared for karma to hit him."
Tom shook his head slightly. Mr. Fuller, how can you say that? I insulted many people in the past, but you always enabled me. Yet, now that it is Miss Reed, you choose to take her side. What a hypocrite. Do you think I don't know that you are trying to flatter her?
Sonia hurriedly changed the subject when she observed Tom's depressed state in order to prevent him from getting more discouraged. "But Tom is right about one thing. Although I couldn't help you out with other things, this method could inflict direct pain on Connor, so it is a good way to avenge you."
At this moment, Tom's phone rang. He looked at the caller ID and said, "Mr. Fuller, Miss Reed, it's our men who I asked to keep an eye on Connor. I think they found out about Connor's injury."
"Answer it." Toby raised his chin.
Sonia pricked up her ears, too, because she wanted to know how badly they had beaten Connor.
Tom answered the call, nodded and talked to the person on the other end of the line, and ended the call. The whole duration was less than a minute.
"They said that after Connor's assistant found him, he rushed him to the nearest private hospital, and the diagnosis of his injury was out. He was seriously injured. Two teeth were knocked out, swollen left eye, one broken rib, sprained right ankle, and dislocated elbow. The doctor said that he would need to be hospitalized for a month," Tom reported excitedly.
"What?" Sonia gasped in shock. "That's quite serious."
She only saw his bruised face from the photos and guessed that his body must be injured too, but the injuries might be superficial. She had underestimated her men's strength.
"Yes, it's quite serious, but for a scum like Connor, we need to at least paralyze him. He's lucky to escape that fate." Tom clicked his tongue.
Sonia looked at the expressionless Toby and nodded. "You're right."
She did not feel a trace of guilt about Connor's condition at all.
Connor should have paid for what he had done with his life, so these injuries were nothing.
"Lance Walters?" Tom widened his eyes in awe. "Do you mean the Lance Walters?"
"Yup, that's him." Sonia nodded.
Toby was equally surprised, but he quickly regained his composure and asked, "Is he Charles' friend?"
"Charles was part of the mafia in high school, and Lance was his lackey. Technically speaking, the Lane Family supported Lance financially since he was a child, so Lance was very loyal to Charles. Later, Charles turned over a new leaf and became a nice person, so he handed over that small group to Lance. Even though Lance has gained a reputable status in the underworld, he still maintains a close friendship with Charles. So this time, Charles directly contacted him and requested to beat Connor up. Charles told me that because it was Lance's job, Connor couldn't do anything about it even if he found out the truth because the higher-ups would protect Lance. In other words, Connor was destined to suffer without being able to bite back. When he learns about Lance, he can't proceed with his investigation, so you don't have to worry that Connor will discover that I'm the mastermind and take his revenge."
Sonia briefly conveyed Charles' remarks to them.
Toby nodded slightly. "Charles is right. Connor can't do anything about it. The connection between Brutus and the higher-ups is so solid that Connor can't move against him. That's alright then."
Lance changed his name to Brutus Walters after he became the leader of his underworld group. It was because he felt the name Lance wasn't dominant and aggressive enough.
"Wow, I didn't know that Mr. Lane is actually Brutus' friend." Tom was mindblown.
Toby was equally surprised, so he looked at Sonia and said, "Thankfully, you found Brutus. I would have been worried if you had hired others to do it."
Sonia chuckled. "Well, I only wanted to teach Connor a lesson, and the consequence didn't cross my mind. But then, I remembered that Charles used to join the underworld, and I wondered if he knew anyone that could help me with this, so I contacted him. It is a pleasant surprise that he and Lance are good friends, not to mention how well-off Lance is now. Perhaps, even the heavens were irritated by Connor's nasty actions, so they gave me a perfect man to do the deed."
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