Tobias was the perfect illustration of the charm time bestowed on men. He was like a vintage wine which, without having the need to taste and only by whiffing, made one hopelessly tipsy.

Skylar mocked herself. I’m indeed a shallow woman who judges a man by his looks and worse, I’m admiring him as if I’m appreciating a piece of artwork!

After getting to know that Tobias would not get married, the greed within her mind started surfacing and creating some indeterminate ripples even though she knew all too well that one would be beyond redemption for falling in love with such a man.

Tobias could feel the gaze from behind him so he turned around and found Skylar.

Her face was still as white as a sheet. However, she looked much energized and the usual she who liked to talk back to him had returned.

Tobias hung up the call even before his secretary finished reporting to him.

 

“Why don’t you sleep more? You need more rest to recuperate.”

Skylar put on a bright smile on her pallid face. “Do you also rest when you’re sick?”

 

With his eyebrows furrowed, Tobias answered placidly, “I can’t remember. I think so.”

on Skylar’s face. How

out and put his palm on

of being youthful — a speedy recovery. I’m going out. You rest well at home and don’t need to hurry

last night. Rubbing her eyes, she

arm and run it down Skylar’s cheek gently. This little

going to the company

Tobias, Skylar yawned and then replied, “Forget

overly confident sometimes. If she has this ability, she wouldn’t have

me so well?” Skylar called out to

Tobias eventually smiled and replied, “I have a sudden impulse to get into a romantic

made-up story. He even has a fiancée! How

really loved any woman and only learned to

an audition. Daryl Williams would be coming to

quite believe that such a fortune would

over here?” Holding the

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