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This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr novel Chapter 1182

Chapter 1182 Sorry for Putting You Through This

“Miss Reed, you’re right.” Tom nodded. “He sure got his retribution for what he had done, or I would doubt the existence of the heavens.” There was a hint of flattery in his words.

Sonia smiled. “Thank you for your words, Tom.” “You’re welcome, Miss Reed.” Tom waved his hands shyly. “I’m just stating the facts, am I not, Mr. Fuller?”

Toby remained silent. Sonia looked solemn again as she turned to Toby and asked, “By the way, do you know what Connor used to threaten you so that you could spare Anya?”

Toby shook his head. “I don’t know. I asked him, but instead of telling me what it was, he said that he would put the relic at auction if I didn’t comply with his request, and he emphasized that there would be many buyers interested. He even said that the person who bought it could—” He clenched his fist tightly, and his expression became gloomy. “—catch a glimpse of my mother.”

“Catch a glimpse of her?” Sonia frowned. “What else can someone catch a glimpse of your mother other than photos, portraits, videos, and so on? Did he mean any of those things?”

“I don’t know, but it’s highly likely.” Toby’s gaze darkened. “I’m most worried that it was a video—’that’ kind of video.”

Any adult would know what Toby meant by ‘that’ kind of video.

Back then, Connor and Jean, Toby’s mother, were a couple, and it was normal for them to have a sexual relationship.

Moreover, many couples loved to take photos or videos when they were making love. Even if one of them did not like it or was resistant to the idea, the other party might secretly take photos or videos without their partner’s consent.

Sonia didn’t know if this was what happened when Jean and Connor were dating or if the relic that Connor mentioned was the video she and Toby assumed it was.

At this moment, the cabin was so silent that only the sound of heavy breathing echoed across the place, which was quite depressing.

After a while, Sonia squeezed Toby’s hand as if she had made up her mind and looked at him. “Toby, how about agreeing to his condition?”

“What did you say?!” Toby and Tom stared at her in shock. Apart from being shocked, Toby’s face quickly became unreadable.

Sonia took a deep breath and looked into Toby’s eyes calmly. “We don’t know what Connor has, and we can only hazard a guess, but that doesn’t matter because we can’t take the risk. She’s your mother. No matter how you feel about her now, she will always be your mother. We can’t let anyone exploit her like this and ruin her reputation even when she is dead. Toby, you should know the consequences if the worst-case scenario comes true and if someone buys it and publicizes it. Not only your mother but you, Rose, and your family will also suffer the backlash. Your company will be attacked because of it. No matter how strong your company is, it will collapse eventually if everyone gangs up on it.”

Toby and Tom did not refute it because all her points were logical.

Sonia continued, “I don’t want to see you suffer from ridicule and mockery because of your mother, nor do I want to see Rose being disturbed at her age because of her daughter-in-law. So I’d rather you agree to Connor’s conditions, spare Anya, and get the relic back.”

Toby moved his lips and wanted to say something, but the words did not come out of his mouth because Sonia was absolutely right. Her points made sense, and she knew his main concerns if Connor used the relic against him.

He didn’t care about his reputation or others’ mockery.

What he cared about was Rose. He couldn’t let Rose be affected negatively because of his mother.

Rose had only two years to live now.

If the relic that Connor mentioned was the thing he assumed, someone might be interested and buy it, and they might publicize it.

He didn’t mind if his family became the butt of everyone’s jokes, but it was highly likely that Rose would have a heart attack in a fit of rage and pass away. He couldn’t take such a risk.

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