Just then, Skylar’s phone screen lit up with a WhatsApp message from Largo.

Have you considered my offer?

The corners of Skylar’s mouth curled in incredulity. Largo was a pretty diligent pimp, persevering undaunted even after being rejected so irrefutably.

“Who’s texting you? You’ve been staring at your phone for the longest time,” Tobias remarked.

Skylar hesitated, then decided not to tell Tobias the truth. It wasn’t anything to boast about and would do nothing good for Tobias’ current frame of mind.

Besides, what would I say? That Largo’s trying to pimp me out? Skylar thought, grimacing.

Casually, Skylar answered, “It’s just spam. You can see for yourself if you’d like.”

several nude photos

crimson with embarrassment. She prodded Tobias sternly, saying,

her hair playfully, saying, “What’s

stock still. It was the first time that Tobias had ever addressed her as his wife. Tobias always called Skylar by name.

Skylar

lips against her ear. Sensually, he whispered,

on the CEO’s chair in front of his desk. Night had fallen, but the floor-length blinds behind him

stood behind Sheldon, primly smoothing out the minute creases in her

day? Is he able

of documents that lay scattered across the huge desk. They were almost insignificant, however, compared to the towering stacks on

very efficient. He wouldn’t take long to clear this

desk. Leering at Susan unkindly, Sheldon scoffed, “I know you’re on Tobias’ side! Your Mr. Ford

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