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Just then, Skylar’s phone screen lit up with a WhatsApp message from Largo.
Have you considered my offer?
The corners of Skylar’s mouth curled in incredulity. Largo was a pretty diligent pimp, persevering
undaunted even after being rejected so irrefutably.
“Who’s texting you? You’ve been staring at your phone for the longest time,” Tobias remarked.
Skylar hesitated, then decided not to tell Tobias the truth. It wasn’t anything to boast about and would
do nothing good for Tobias’ current frame of mind.
Besides, what would I say? That Largo’s trying to pimp me out? Skylar thought, grimacing.
Casually, Skylar answered, “It’s just spam. You can see for yourself if you’d like.”
Tobias arched an eyebrow. “Is there a need to do that? I still have several nude photos of you in my
phone. Do you want to see what you look like naked?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSkylar’s face turned crimson with embarrassment. She prodded Tobias sternly, saying, “You’d better
delete them. This is such a despicable hobby.”
Tobias grinned at Skylar and ruffled her hair playfully, saying, “What’s so despicable about me keeping
nude photos of my own wife?”
Skylar stood stock still. It was the first time that Tobias had ever addressed her as his wife. Tobias
always called Skylar by name. Terms of endearment were few and far between.
“What did you call me?” Skylar gaped at Tobias in disbelief.
Tobias leaned towards Skylar, pressing his lips against her ear. Sensually, he whispered, his breath
tickling her ear, “I said, my wife. Didn’t you hear me?”
Sheldon sat perched on the CEO’s chair in front of his desk. Night had fallen, but the floor-length blinds
behind him had entirely obscured the splendid view the window otherwise afforded of the city.
Susan stood behind Sheldon, primly smoothing out the minute creases in her outfit.
“Does Tobias review these documents every day? Is he able to finish looking through everything?”
Sheldon asked, furrowing his brows.
Susan eyed the piles of documents that lay scattered across the huge desk. They were almost
insignificant, however, compared to the towering stacks on Tobias’ desk.
Susan replied frankly, “Mr. Ford is very efficient. He wouldn’t take long to clear this amount of work.”
Sheldon flung his pen onto the desk. Leering at Susan unkindly, Sheldon scoffed, “I know you’re on
Tobias’ side! Your Mr. Ford is the one who requested for you to stay. That’s how little he trusts me.”
Susan politely answered, “If you’re unhappy with me, I’ll resign. Without me, though, you’ll have great
difficult navigating the ins and outs of this company.”
Contemptuously, Sheldon asked, “Did Tobias brainwash you? Why are you so obstinately loyal to him?
Why don’t you leave him and join me, I’ll triple your current salary.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSusan did not even bother to conceal her revulsion. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll be taking my leave first,
then. You can decide whether you want me to keep me employed.”
For the sake of Ford Group’s stocks, the news of Tobias’ illness had not been announced publicly.
Skylar had scoured the news for information about Tobias’ resignation from Ford Group but to no avail.
Tobias himself was not helping by providing her anything useful.
When Skylar woke early the next morning in preparation for the day’s filming, Tobias was already
packing his luggage. It was nearly empty save for toiletries and a few sets of clothes.
“Are you leaving already? I thought you’d stay for at least a week,” Skylar said, pouting. She clung to
Tobias, reluctant to let him go. In all the time Skylar and Tobias had been dating, they’d spent more
time apart than together.
“Do you want me to give you a souvenir before I go?” Tobias said, grinning at Skylar.
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