Chapter 996

Sonia had just taken the folder and was about to review it when someone knocked the door. "Come in," she replied while flicking through the schedule.

"President Reed." When the door was opened, an assistant stood at the door frame with one hand holding a blue file and the other hand rested on the doorknob as he announced, "President Lane has arrived to meet with you."

"Charles is here?" Sonia was taken aback.

What brings him here at this time?

"President Reed." Standing in front of her desk, Dapline started to get nervous.

She glanced at Daphne and knew why Daphne was anxious, after which she gestured at Daphne to calm down. "Don't worry or stress about it, Miss Daphne. I know what you're going to say, so rest in my private lounge first."

At that, Sonia indicated at the private lounge in the front. Then, Dapline wrung her hands as she gave a quick smile and sprinted to the said location. As she watched Daphne leaving, Sonia let out a soft sigh because Dapline and Charles had been the ideal working partners in the past. Yet, it was now a dream to watch them interact normally.

Sonia massaged her temples before turning to look at the assistant standing at the door. "Where is Charles right now?"

"President Lane is currently downstairs. He intended to come up, but President Dafoe stopped him as he passed by the area. They're currently having a conversation," the assistant replied.

Sonia frowned.

What is he

her composure as she smiled at the assistant.

answered before closing

Charles stepping in casually. He was wearing a maroon shirt underneath his white casual suit, but he didn't complement it with a tie. As

a pair of white ankle pants that fit his beautiful, slender ankles. To top things off, he even

it made him look both

to his fashion

you cold?" She rubbed her temples again as she could

his chin slightly raised. "No, of course not. I'm not feeling anything. Don't you

then

cold right now. The corners of your mouth

specific. The cold is meaningless

get sick." A helpless Sonia rubbed her

dismissive wave of his hand to indicate his disagreement. "I am, after all, the company president. How is it possible

head arrogantly as though nothing

and she remarked, "President? Sadly, your outfit does not match the image. You look more like a playboy. I've never seen a president dressed as trashy as

pants. She had never expected him to maintain fashion style even during the winter, but she would nonetheless become alarmed if he suddenly

you've never seen anything like it. Those presidents you've met are mostly older men. How can they possibly compare with

rolled her eyes in return. "They are not all old.

something. No, I cannot mention Toby in his presence. Even if he's claimed he's given up on me and offered us his blessing, I shouldn't bring up Toby so casually in front of

"Sorry, Charles. I—"

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