"Why are you acting all jealous?" Looking at the man's wry face, Sonia was at a loss.
Sneaking a glance at her, Toby replied, "Because I care. That's why I'm jealous."
That sounds about right, she thought. "Alright, then how about I tell you something that will cheer you up? " Sonia gently nudged the man's shoulder with her elbow.
The man then grabbed her playful arm and gently squeezed it. "What is it?"
"Do you know what Charles had told me?" Sonia had her eyes on Toby.
Her question prompted Toby to purse his lips. "I wouldn't know since you two were talking behind my back."
She rolled her eyes. "What do you mean behind your back? Don't put it as though I've done something wrong to you. Didn't I tell you everything when you asked me who I was talking to?" How is that going behind him?
He only grunted and said nothing more.
Sonia laughed helplessly as she watched Toby acting this way.
"Alright, alright. I'll stop with the suspense. Charles complained and asked me what have you done to his parents for them to have such a good impression of you. With how they kept singing praises of you and even said to Charles that you were leagues better than him, Charles is left wondering if you're their real son instead. So? Are you happy to hear you've beaten Charles in his parents' eyes?”
She knew the reason Toby was always jealous upon seeing her with Charles was that he was mindful of how Charles might have feelings for her. Thus, she thought that telling him Charles' embarrassing stories would appease his jealousy.
Consequently, it was just as Sonia had expected. When Toby heard Charles' parents were giving him the cold shoulders, the cold air around him instantly vanished while his expression brightened, and the corners of his tightly pursed lips lifted slightly.
"Did Charles really tell you that?" Toby gazed at Sonia with eyes filled with clear expectation.
Sonia nodded. "Of course. Why would I lie to you? You can ask his parents about it if you don't believe me." "I believe you." At this point, Toby was already full-blown smiling from the bottom of his heart and was unable to hide the clear delight in his eyes.
Seeing the delight in Toby's eyes, Sonia knew that the man before her was all cheered up. "So, are you happy now?" she asked once more.
Pretending to be reserved, he immediately shifted his sight elsewhere before giving out a fake cough and answering, "It's alright. Feeling better than I was moments ago."
Looking at how haughty Toby was acting, Sonia couldn't help but roll her eyes, albeit with a smile on her face. Geez, if this man is in such a good mood, can't he just admit that he's happy? After their light banter, Sonia took a look at the time to find that it was already past noon; it was time to leave for work. "Alright, it's getting late. Let's go."
Since they had skipped their work during the morning, she thought that they should at least make an appearance during the afternoon.
Toby stayed silent and only grunted a response before holding her hand. With their hands holding each other's, the two then left for the parking lot.
In the parking lot, Tom was leaning against Toby's Maybach and tapping away at his phone. It was only when he noticed the two had arrived that he put away his phone and greeted, "President Fuller. Miss Reed."
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