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

Chapter 252

Tim’s eyes were as cold as a viper’s when he heard what Tina had said, but he kept his voice light as he countered gently, “There is no need to kill her; sometimes living can be far more torturous than death.”

“What does that mean?” Tina frowned on the other line, obviously displeased to hear that he refused to kill Sonia.

The white light refracted off Tim’s glasses as he explained with forced patience, “What I mean is that we could rustle up a couple of men to ruin her completely while recording the process. That way, the child she’s carrying will be as good as gone, and she would be so agonized that she’d beg for death.”

Tina lit up at this. “You’re right. Killing her would be doing her a favor, so we might as well let her suffer in purgatory for the rest of her life. I must say the plan is a very appealing one indeed.”

When all was over and done with, Toby wouldn’t think about loving a tainted and ruined Sonia anymore, even if he were to discover that she was Maple.

Sonia’s life, on the other hand, would be completely destroyed. She would never be able to keep her head high in society anymore, and she would live the rest of her days being ostracized by everyone. Even Paradigm Co. would become the laughingstock of the industry because of her disgrace.

Indeed, killing her would be too easy on her, especially when she deserves far worse punishments than death. Tina was practically trembling with twisted anticipation as the thought cemented in her mind.

On the other line, Tim mused with a dark and unreadable expression, “Am I right to presume you’re on board with the idea?”

“Yes.” Tina nodded decisively. She was much more than agreeable to the idea; she could hardly wait to see it come to fruition! Seized with newfound excitement, she urged, “When do you plan on striking?”

“Tomorrow. Would you like to come over and see the plan in action?” Tim asked slowly as he turned his scalpel this way and that.

Tina looked dazed for a moment, then deviously smiled as she quipped, “Of course. I want to see Sonia dragged into prison personally!”

Bored, Tim flicked his thumb against the edge of the blade of his scalpel and drawled, “Very well. I’ll lure Sonia over to Bay Street tomorrow. There’s hardly ever a crowd, and you can wait for me there.”

Tina hung up the call, and she grew giddy with excitement as malice filled her eyes. “You’re done for, Sonia!”

“Ah-choo!” In the presidential office at Fuller Group, Sonia had only just opened her notebook

a sharp prickling sensation in her nose, and before she

placed a cup of tea in front of her

Sonia replied, sniffing as she drew

had been turned on. The temperature was fine, but there was a moment earlier when Sonia

Toby pursed his lips in mild dismay when he saw Sonia’s gesture and cranked up the heating by a fraction. “That should

flashed him a courteous smile. She didn’t think that he was doing this out of concern for her. Rather, it was a considerate gesture on his part to make sure his business partner didn’t catch a cold. She would

hummed in response and made no other remark, then set the

peppermint that lingered on him. She stiffened, and her thoughts drifted far away as she was transported back to the day she had first met him, which was

it the boy’s crisp peppermint scent. Pulled back into reality, Sonia realized how this exact moment in the office mirrored

but the boy she liked

at Toby with an unreadable look as she said, “You should think about switching up your cologne, President Fuller. The one you’re wearing hardly suits you,

this, Toby felt his heart

he never stopped because it was Maple’s favorite. This was

like she was seeing some other person through me. I wonder who that person could be. Was it Charles

heavy, her brows knitted together. Is he mad about what I just told him? At the thought of this, she managed an embarrassed smile and said, flippantly, “I’m sorry, President Fuller. I spoke out of turn earlier. Just pretend as if I

in the first

“Does the scent really

at her. She took a sip of her tea and asked carefully, “Do you

her, deadpan, as he replied, “What do

she said, “Well, then. Since you asked, I’m going to

‘anymore?” He narrowed his eyes at her skeptically, feeling as if

her cup and pushed the notebook toward him. “President

darkly. At last, he set aside his questions and began to

as she said gratefully, “Thank

the concept of alternative energy into simple terms that even a newbie such as herself could comprehend; if there had been any points that confused her before, there were