Chapter 1292 And You Call Yourself My Teacher
“Alright. I’ll wait for you in the car. Don’t take too long.” Sonia did not reject Toby’s suggestion and merely nodded in agreement. Toby stroked her hair gently. “I’ll be quick. Half an hour at most.”
“Okay.” She nodded with a smile. “I’ll be waiting.” He looked at Tom. “Send her to the car.” He didn’t want her to go to the car alone. She knew that he had asked Tom to escort her because he was worried that she would stumble upon some people on the way, so she didn’t refuse and walked away with Tom.
After Toby watched them leave and their figures disappear from his sight, he shoved his hands in his pockets and strode toward the direction of the elevator.
The room where Harry and Lynette were a few floors below. It was not on the floor of the banquet hall. When he arrived at the room’s door, the two bodyguards who guarded the entrance greeted him respectfully, “Mr. Fuller.”
“How are they?” Toby stopped in his tracks and inquired. One of the bodyguards glanced at the closed door and reported, “Both of them are inside. We check on them every ten minutes, and they didn’t do anything unusual.”
Toby nodded slightly. “Open the door.” “Yes, sir.” The two bodyguards nodded, reached out simultaneously, and pushed the door open for him.
Both Harry and Lynette heard the sound of the door opening, but none of them looked up. They were not interested because they assumed that it was the bodyguard again.
Harry sat on a big chair with his eyes half-lidded. He seemed to be asleep, and it was as if he was thinking about something at the same time. Meanwhile, Lynette, who sat next to him, lowered her head as she bit her nails, looking fidgety and anxious.
Their demeanor made the atmosphere in the room very strange. At this moment, Toby’s crisp and emotionless voice broke the awkward silence.
“Mr. Lore.” He entered without further ado. His eyes swept past Lynette and fixed on Harry’s extravagant chair. He lightly parted his thin lips and called out to Harry.
Harry immediately jolted awake when he heard Toby’s voice. Lynette stopped biting her nails and raised her head abruptly.
“Toby.” Lynette immediately stood up when she saw him. The resentment in her mind instantly dissipated, and it was replaced by endless joy and surprise.
She loved him. Well, she despised him a little when he ill-treated her because of Sonia. Nevertheless, the minute she saw him again, the anger disappeared, and all that was left was joy and excitement.
Alas, Toby did not even look at her as if he couldn’t hear her at all. Instead, he simply glanced at Harry and met his eyes with a dispassionate gaze.
Lynette was annoyed by his indifference, but she did not dare to act rashly due to her fear of him, so she could only stomp her feet in frustration. Finally, she huffed in displeasure, sat back down, and turned her head away.
Oh, I’m so pissed! She thought in her mind, How dare he ignore me! Okay, I’ll ignore him too. I won’t say another word to him unless he comes and comforts me.
Nonetheless, it had never crossed her mind that Toby would not care about her feelings since he did not like her at all. She was nothing to him.
Unfortunately, she thought too highly of herself and was too confident.
Meanwhile, Harry watched their interaction—or lack thereof—gingerly. If Toby had ignored Lynette in the past, Harry would have been upset about it and reprimanded Toby for his dismissive behavior. But now, he knew that Toby despised him and his family and had completely lost his patience with them. Therefore, he could not rebuke Toby, no matter how disgruntled he was.
After all, the highest thing on his priority list was to coax Toby.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr