NovelEnglishTherefore, Skylar had decided to wait for Tobias to come to her first so that she could get him to attest
to the check.
However, it had been another week since she last heard from him.
She had to get back the money. In order to save Jeremy’s life, she had almost risked hers instead.
Hence, she couldn’t accept the outcome. She would rather donate that money than let the Lanes take
advantage of it.
Meanwhile, Summer was applying a sheet mask on the couch in the living room when Skylar reached
home.
“You look like a ghost. Are you still thinking about Tobias Ford?” Summer glanced up at Skylar through
her sheet mask. “If you are, you’d better stop having your head in the clouds.”
Skylar put on a pair of slippers and took out the instant noodles from her bag. She had bought it from
the convenience store downstairs earlier.
Given her current financial situation, she couldn’t even afford to eat a proper meal now.
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“Do you get to meet Tobias on usual days?” Skylar asked in an attempt to fish for information from her
housemate.
Summer uttered a snorting laugh. “There are thousands of employees in the building. Do you think it’s
that easy to meet the boss?”
Slurping on her noodles, Skylar almost choked on her food when she heard what Summer said.
Is that what he meant by a little bit of money? If Summer can’t even see him, I doubt I can even step
foot into the building.
“Just look at yourself before you even try to meet Tobias Ford,” Summer said straightforwardly. “The
landlady is chasing for rent again. You’re gonna have to pack up and leave if you can’t pay on time.”
Skylar chose to ignore this. Having been driven into a corner, she could only try her luck tomorrow.
The next day, Skylar took the bus to the central business district.
Standing before the towering Ford Group building, she felt insignificant and as small as an ant. It was
even more so when she saw how the employees were elegantly and sophisticatedly dressed, be it men
or women.
And that made Skylar wonder.
Why would Tobias behave as such when there are so many pretty ladies in his company?
Skylar was deep in thoughts when a car suddenly screeched to a halt. It startled her, making her lost
her balance and then falling on the flower bed by the road.
Greatly shaken, Skylar’s eyes rounded at the black Maserati.
“You’ve got a death wish, huh? Watch where you’re going!” the driver screamed abuse at her after
winding down the window.
“You should be the one to watch where you’re going!” Skylar supported herself to her feet with her
elbow, which was now bleeding from the fall.
Quickly, she stretched out her arm to stop the car from leaving.
Tanya Hanson, sitting in the backseat, wound down the window to get a better look at the woman who
threw herself in front of the car. “Step away, Louis.”
Louis, the driver, floored the accelerator, prompting Skylar to skip aside.
She watched as the Maserati roared away, her hands over her chest. If she had not reacted sooner,
she would have been crushed by the car.
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these days, Louis? He hasn’t been answering my calls,” she asked the driver.
Louis was Tobias’ personal driver, who was also reluctantly subjected to Tanya’s torture of having to
spy on Tobias’ every move.
“Mr. Ford has been really busy lately,” Louis replied nonchalantly.
“Busy fooling around with women?” Tanya scoffed.
“I’ve yet to discover any woman around Mr. Ford, Ms. Hanson. You’ve just come back from F Nation,
so I’m sure Mr. Ford will be happy to see you.”
Happy? Tanya snorted inwardly. I wonder what he looks like when he’s happy.
“Well, look who’s here.” A cold voice sounded from behind Skylar.
Holding her wounded arm, Skylar quickly turned back, only to see the man’s effortlessly handsome
face that was layered with frost.
Standing behind him was a group of men clad in black, who were staring at her with curious eyes.
Tobias, on the other hand, was giving her a speculative glance as though she had come with an ulterior
motive.
“Am I disturbing you?” Skylar asked in feign calmness.
“Yes, you are.” Tobias’ lips curled into a wicked smirk.
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