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

Chapter 888

Chapter 888 Bizarre Call

Tom stopped complaining in silence and asked, “What else do you need, President Fuller?”

Toby lowered his head pensively for a moment. “Have you received any weird calls today? Or did you see any weird people?”

Weird calls? Weird people? Tom shook his head in confusion. “No, President Fuller. Did something happen?”

“Anya hired our ex-legal department head as her lawyer,” Toby answered.

Tom tried to recall who it was, and he remembered someone. “Oscar?”

“Yes.” Toby nodded. “Connor’s the one who hired him. He thought he could use our connection to get Anya off the hook, but the negotiation broke down, so he might call you to find out more about me. He might also send his spies as well.”

Connor would not contact him that easily. Homer was his father after all, and no man would want to come in contact with the son of the man who took their beloved away.

“I see.” Tom nodded. “Don’t worry, President Fuller. I haven’t received any weird calls today. Didn’t see any weird people either.”

Toby nodded. “That’s good to hear.”

“By the way, sir…” Tom remembered something and he adjusted his glasses. “Is Connor related to Anya? Why did he do so much for her? Are they father and daughter just like what we guessed?”

but he had a dark look on

an answer in and

that, and his eyes widened.

sardonically. “The product of

I remember correctly, she’s twenty-seven, isn’t she? Then, that means…” Tom’s eyes were as big as saucepans now, and

not stay still after finding out that Connor sired an illegitimate daughter three years after Toby’s mother was married to Homer. Didn’t he say he

had a child as well. Everyone in Westsanshire calls him a loyal man. They say he’s staying single for the madam, but

and he asked with concern, “Are

child, let alone Toby. President Fuller’s heart is getting weaker by the

Toby squinted, a storm brewing in his eyes. “I had a guess, so I was prepared for this. I won’t lose

deadpan look on his face. He laughed at himself in silence. I still have to hear about your

trying to help. This is just ungrateful. I can’t do this anymore. Imma hang up. He rolled his eyes but pretended that he was fine. “That’s good to hear, sir. I’ll be

do that.” Toby nodded

hung up,

his phone down and tossed it onto the couch, then he went back to drying his

headed to the kitchen. His hair was still wet, but he

and stamina after doing all the workout. It was better than how she was at first, but it was far from what he had in mind. She’s still weak. She needs her nutrients. Toby brewed the soup

…

her hand from under the blanket and rummaged around the bedside table. Her eyes were still closed and she had no idea where she was, but she still did it because of her muscle memory. She found her phone and swiped right

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