Boss, Your Wife is Asking for A Divorce, Again!

Chapter 1189

Seeing that his boss was furious, Xander wanted to complain that he was tripped by Tom.

Yet, just as he saw the grim look on Connor's face, the words were stuck to his throat and he could not say

anything.

It seems like Mr. Salzburg is mad.

But why?

Xander could not figure it out, but he did not dare to ask his angry boss either. Therefore, he kept silent and only

glared at Tom before dashing out with his tail between his legs while cupping his sore head.

It was still that same principle—he did not dare to go against his angry boss.

After Xander left, Tom revealed a victorious smile before retrieving the chair to Toby and setting it down beside him.

"President Fuller, please have a seat."

With his chin slightly raised, Toby sat down slowly and crossed his legs. His actions looked so beautiful, which

showed his nobility and elegance.

"Mr. Salzburg, you were just asking me whether I did this to you. I'll tell you now, it wasn't me." Toby looked at

Connor, who was still staring at the door with a grim expression, and finally answered his question.

Connor turned to look at Toby. "It wasn't you? Do you honestly think I'd believe that?"

After sneering, he continued, "Toby Fuller, I only have one enemy in Seafield, and that's you. If it wasn't you, then

tell me who it could be."

"I don't know who did it, but I can assure you that it is definitely not me. I'm right here; if I wanted to beat you up, I

would do it out in the open and most probably by my own hands. Also, even if I did it, you wouldn't be able to do

anything about it either. So, why would I go through all that trouble and trick you?"

Crossing his hands in front of his stomach, Toby looked at Connor as if he was looking at a clown, who was silent for

a moment as he could not say anything. More accurately, he could not find any words to refute Toby.

Indeed, if Toby wanted to deal with him, he would not have to hide in the dark and do such dirty tricks. Even if Toby

did it transparently and openly, Connor would not be able to do anything about it either.

At least in Seafield, he did not have the means to.

Thus, Toby did not need to go through all that trouble to deal with Connor.

With that said, could Toby really have nothing to do with this matter?

If it wasn't him, then who could it be?

As a result, Connor fell into deep thought as different faces appeared in his mind, all except Sonia.

That was because to him, there was no way Sonia did that.

Firstly, she was a woman. Secondly, what could she have accomplished, giving her identity? Even if she had Toby

backing her, she still might not be able to do anything to him.

To put it bluntly, Connor had never suspected Sonia purely because he always looked down on women. He thought

that women could never succeed in anything, so he never took Sonia seriously. Therefore, he naturally skipped her

in his list of suspects.

Although Toby was not aware of Connor's sexist view, he was not worried that he would suspect Sonia either.

After all, she was only responsible for secret hiring and did not directly contact Brutus Walters; in fact, it was

Charles who contacted her.

Even if Connor got to the bottom of this, he would only find out about Brutus and halt the investigation, so Connor

would not even be able to find out about Charles, let alone Sonia.

"Mr. Salzburg, I didn't come here to discuss who did this to you. It's your business if you want to find out who did this

to you. You can think about it and investigate it later, but I don't want to waste my time here," Toby stated coldly

while raising his eyes.

Connor could only stop thinking about it and look at Toby coldly. "Since you didn't come here to laugh at me

because I got beaten up, then let me guess why you're here. It must be because of the things your mother left

behind, right? Does this mean you've made a decision and are willing to accept my conditions?"

Pursing his lips, Toby negotiated, "I can promise to let Anya go, but you have to return all my mother's belongings.

You can't leave anything behind, or else, I'll do everything in my power to kill you. I think my grandfather wouldn't

mind if I used his merits to exchange for me and the Fuller Family's exemption for crimes. What do you think?"

When Connor heard that, his pupils dilated and he was at a loss for words.

What a lunatic!

The reason why he so boldly threatened Toby and was not afraid that he might kill him in the first place was

because he knew that Toby was unwilling to use his grandfather's merits in exchange for his safety.

However, he forgot that willingness and likeliness were two different factors.

Even if Toby said he was unwilling to do that, who could be sure whether he would change his mind later?

At this moment, Connor finally realized that he could never truly have Toby in the palm of his hands. Although he

was reluctant to admit that, it was still the cold, hard truth.

Following that, he did not behave arrogantly anymore and became more modest.

He even put his amiable mask back on and smiled at Toby. "Oh, Toby. Don't worry. I might not be a good person, but

I do keep my promises. Whatever I said counts, so as long as you give me a Letter of Understanding, I'll return all

your mother's belongings. You don't have to worry about that either because the thing your mother left behind is

one whole item that can't be broken apart. Therefore, you can rest assured that there won't be a situation where I

give you a part of it and hold some back. Once I give it to you, you will have everything."

"Really?" Toby narrowed his eyes.

If what he said was true, then they were not pictures or footage like what he and Little Leaf had guessed.

After all, it was easy to keep copies of such things, but Connor said the item could not be broken apart, so it meant

that it was impossible to make a copy of it. Thus, it would not be the items which he and Little Leaf had thought

about.

If this were true, it would be a good thing.

Toby's eyes dimmed, but they quickly returned to their usual state, which was unreadably dark.

"How do I know if what you're saying is true?" He looked directly into Connor's eyes.

Smiling, Connor taunted, "Don't try and test me because you won't be able to find out anything. What I said is the

truth, and I can't do anything if you don't believe me. After all, you can take away my life at any moment, so I don't

have to be impulsive and trick you. I wouldn't put my life in jeopardy."

Toby pursed his lips and stayed silent.

Truth be told, there was no need for Connor to lie at such a crucial moment because he knew he would not end well

if he was exposed for lying.

If Toby found out, he would do everything in his power to kill him at any moment.

In other words, Connor's life was actually in the palm of Toby's hand. If Toby wanted Connor dead, he could take

Connor's life at any moment and avenge his father.

Yet, the reason he did not do that was because he did not want to waste his grandfather's merit. However, if he was

unable to dig up any evidence of Connor's crimes, then using this method might not be the worst idea.

Thus, it could be said that Toby now controlled Connor's fate and Connor knew that very well.

If he wanted to retrieve his freedom from Toby, he had to stay alive to find a chance.

As such, he could not let himself die too early nor could he lie to Toby at such a crucial moment.

Thinking of that, Toby felt relieved and uncrossed his legs to get up. He walked toward Connor's bed and looked

down at him as if he was looking at an ant. "Good. I'll believe you for now, but if you trick me and let me find out

about it, I'll twist your neck off myself. Try it if you dare."

While he spoke, his eyes landed on Connor's neck.