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.”

smile appeared on Skylar’s face. How can

out and put his palm on Skylar’s forehead.

out. You rest well at home

still remember clearly what happened last night. Rubbing her

raised his arm and run it down Skylar’s cheek gently. This little girl has improved. She has even

to the company and

Tobias, Skylar yawned and then replied, “Forget it. I’ll ask for the money myself.

can be overly confident sometimes. If she

treating me so well?” Skylar called out to Tobias who was preparing to

a sudden impulse to

story. He even has a fiancée! How could he have not been

and only learned to lead them straight

received a notice for an audition. Daryl Williams would

believe that such a

Holding the mop,

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