At the thought that Charles might get into trouble, Daphne felt her stomach twist, and without another word, she rushed out of the conference room to chase after him.
When she had left, Sonia resumed her seat and patted her cheeks tiredly, then took out her phone to text Toby. Do you think I’m the one at fault here?’
Meanwhile, Toby had been busy going through documents when he heard his phone buzz with a new message. He put down his pen and grabbed his phone to take a look.
A gentle smile broke out over his impassive face when he saw that it was a message from Sonia. He clicked into it, only to be a little confused when he saw that there was no context to her message. At last, he decided to call her instead of making guesses.
Sonia, on the other hand, was waiting for
Toby’s reply, and she jumped when her phone rang instead. She scrambled to hold onto her phone, almost dropping it in the process. Having recomposed herself, she answered the incoming call and pressed the phone to her ear, greeting, “Hello?”
Toby sounded concerned as he asked, “Hey, did something happen?”
She bit her lip and said slowly, “Not exactly. It’s just Charles.” She told Toby about the conversation she had had with Charles earlier, then asked with a hollow look in her eyes, “So, do you think I’m the one at fault here?”
Amusement flashed across Toby’s features when he heard the whole story, and his warm smile was like springtime after all the ice melted. “You did the right thing. If you can’t reciprocate his feelings, then putting a stop to this now would be better than letting him fall deeper. He’d only end up getting hurt in the end.”
“That’s what I thought,” Sonia said, relieved to hear that he agreed with her.
It was as if his words had led her out of her daze.
“I’m really happy,” Toby said.
She tipped her head to one side and asked, “What are you happy about?”
“I’m really happy that you came to me to clear your doubts,” he pointed out, chuckling lightly.
A flustered look flashed in her eyes as she retorted, “Hey, I only came to you because I don’t know who else to talk to. You’re just a substitute at best.”
“Still, I’m really happy about it,” he countered easily. Besides, I can tell whether or not you see me as a substitute.
“Okay, let’s just talk about something else. How’s your ankle?” Sonia asked out of concern, straightening up in her seat.
Toby glanced down at his injured ankle and answered, “It’s not as painful as it was yesterday, but I still can’t walk.”
“Don’t worry. You’ll be back up on your feet in a couple more days,” she placated, sighing quietly in relief after hearing that his pain had subsided.
He let out a good-humored laugh. “Yeah. I’m going to the hospital to get the dressings changed.”
“What time? I’ll go over, too,” she offered hurriedly.
“Seriously?”
Sonia nodded and hummed in response. “You only got hurt because of me, so it would be almost immoral of me to leave you alone while the doctor tends to your injuries. I’ll go with you.”
Toby was so moved by this that his eyes glistened with overwhelming sentiments. “Okay. I’ll pick you up in the afternoon.”
“That’s fine. I can—”
“So it’s settled then. I’ll call you when I reach your building. Right, I have to go; I have a couple of things to attend to. See you later.” With that, he ended the call and set his phone aside before looking at Tom, who had just come into the office with documents in hand.
Tom placed the documents on the desk in front of Toby and reported grimly, “President Fuller, we’ve looked into it and found that neither the Gray nor the Stone Family helped Tina get away, which means someone else helped her escape.”
“Someone else?” Toby took up the documents, the frown on his face so deep that it seemed imprinted. “Did you find out who it was?”
Tom shook his head. “No, but one thing we’re sure of is that her accomplices aren’t from Seafield. I looked into it, and there’s been no activity in Seafield that might be connected to Tina and her escape.
“Does that mean there are forces from other cities and countries that are helping her?” Toby guessed with a grimace.
Adjusting his glasses, Tom answered gravely, “Yes, but if that were to be the case, then we’d have a hard time finding the persons who helped her.”
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