Madam Escaped Again Sir novel Chapter 681

Tom had very nearly killed Rose with what he had told her the day before, but even as she pulled through and was recuperating just fine, she was still in shock.

As such, he had no excuse and he was willing to take any punishment Toby might have for him; he was the one to be blamed anyway.

Toby lowered his gaze imperiously as he stared at the man bowing before him. He had his lips pressed into a grim line as the air around him grew cold and still. He didn’t look like he was going to ask Tom to straighten his posture anytime soon because he was truly and absolutely furious.

For a moment, the tension at the doorway was suffocating and no one dared to speak a word. Aside from the sound of shallow breathing, they were engulfed in a deafening silence that became a fertile ground for fear to grow.

And Tom was a blooming example of that notion.

For each minute that Toby neither spoke nor asked him to straighten his posture and instead stared at Tom mutinously was another minute that Tom spent crippled with panic and anxiety. He would much rather have Toby kick him or verbally lash out at him—at least he wouldn’t be so terrified that beads of cold sweat would break out all over his forehead.

“Toby,” Sonia urged quietly as she sighed and tugged on Toby’s sleeve. She understood the pressure Tom must have felt at that moment and was close to speaking up for him.

As if reading her thoughts, Toby shot her a look and finally relented. He turned his frosty gaze toward Tom and demanded coldly, “What did you say to Grandma?”

Upon hearing this, Tom let out a huge sigh of relief. If President Fuller is speaking now, it means he isn’t as angry as he was minutes ago and my life will be spared! This is all thanks to Miss Reed; had she not urged President Fuller earlier, he would never let me leave unscathed.

“President Fuller, I told Old Mrs. Fuller...” He glanced over at Sonia before flashing her an apologetic smile.

Sonia knew that she was not meant to listen to the conversation and gave him an understanding look as she elaborated, “I’ll head back inside the apartment and allow you guys to have a word. I’ll be out once you’re done.” With that, she spun and sauntered through the doorway. She wasn’t upset, for she had known since yesterday that Tom had no intention of letting her in on the details of his exchange with Rose.

Toby, on the other hand, merely stared after Sonia’s retreating figure but didn’t move to stop her.

Tom was a man of propriety and if he was asking Sonia to give them some privacy, that could only mean that his exchange with Rose the day before had something to do with Toby’s physical condition.

Rose was a woman who had endured all the hardship that life had to offer and she wouldn’t have collapsed over some trivial news. Even if the Fuller Group was to be liquidated, she would still stand firm and hold her ground.

However, her only weaknesses were Toby and Tyler, so anything that had to do with their lives and safety would inevitably cause her to collapse in shock.

When Sonia’s silhouette had entirely disappeared through the doorway, Toby turned to look at Tom with a pair of dangerously narrowed eyes. “Did you tell Grandma about my heart?” There was only one thing threatening his life now and it was his failing heart, so it went without saying that Rose only collapsed after learning of this matter.

A guilty Tom bowed his head and muttered, “Yes.”

The air around Toby grew still once more and his voice sounded as if it came from the freezing depths of hell as he bit out, “Why would you tell her about it? Didn’t I ask you to keep it a secret from Grandma, Sonia and the others? How is it that you’ve forgotten all about that and blurt everything out?!” “I’m sorry, President Fuller,” Tom apologized woefully. “I was going to keep Old Mrs. Fuller in the dark about this, but she sensed that something was wrong the moment you were drunk on red wine alone. It was a fatal crack in your plans, President Fuller, and there was no way Old Mrs. Fuller couldn’t have known that there was something off about you. Besides, she questioned me incessantly and demanded an answer, which was why I... I didn’t have a choice but to tell her the truth. And even if I didn’t, she would have looked into this whole thing herself and stumbled upon the truth eventually.”

Toby’s lips were pursed into an even more frigid line as he fell speechless. He was a reasonable man after all and after hearing Tom's explanation, he realized that he couldn’t blame Tom entirely.

Most of the fault was his own anyway; he had overestimated his own physical tenacity. He never thought that his current condition would make him susceptible to even the otherwise underwhelming influence of red wine.

Rubbing his forehead tiredly, Toby said, “I’ll let this slide, but only because nothing serious has happened to Grandma.”

Tom’s eyes brightened at the news of his salvation. He broke into a surprised smile as he frantically replied, “Thank you, President Fuller!”

“How’s Grandma doing now?” Toby asked before he tightly pursed his lips.

Adjusting his glasses, Tom informed dutifully, “Old Mrs. Fuller is fine now. We admitted her to the hospital in time for the doctor to perform the necessary treatment on her and she recovered within a considerably short period of time. That being said, she’s still in the hospital at the moment and won’t be discharged until tomorrow. The doctor said she needs to recuperate and be under observation for a bit.”

Having heard this, Toby hummed in acknowledgement. “Got it.”