Tobias frowned slightly. “If you want my help, you’ll have to give me something equal in exchange.”
Like a cat that had gotten her tail stepped on, Skylar’s hackles rose and she immediately put her arms akimbo. “Well, if you insist. You can hit me or strangle me tonight. Just do as you wish.”
Skylar acted like she was ready to face a death sentence, and Tobias found it rather comical.
The amusement gleaming in his eyes became more pronounced as he replied, “How could I bear to hit you or strangle you? At most, I’ll slap your a** a couple of times.”
…
Meanwhile, Penelope stood alone in the office. After looking around for a while, her gaze fell on a name card on Tobias’ desk.
Picking it up, she saw that printed on it was the name “Lina Queen”, along with her phone number.
Penelope placed it back on the desk with a look of disdain. Even masseurs have name cards now, huh?
The last time she saw Lina was during the afternoon tea session. After that, they did not contact each other anymore.
She wasn’t even familiar with Lina in the first place and only agreed for Skylar’s sake.
Why does Tobias even have her name card? Don’t tell me he visited her for a massage again?
Just when she positioned the card back to its original spot, an unpleasant voice asserted from behind, “Not just anyone is allowed to touch Mr. Ford’s things.”
Penelope jolted in shock and her hand flew to her chest as her heart pounded against her ribcage. Spinning around on her heels, she realized that it was Skylar’s cousin, Eva.
Penelope and Skylar had been friends for a very long time. Hence, she knew that the latter and her cousin had never been on good terms.
Eva would never miss the chance to gloat in front of Skylar, always seizing the high ground
Although Penelope had put on weight during her pregnancy, Eva recognized her at first glance. Right then, the former was holding her protruding belly with one hand on her hip.
“When did you get pregnant?” Eva scanned Penelope up and down.
Penelope had wanted to ask her since when she had started working here. She constantly looks down on Skylar, but here she is, working for Tobias?
“Do I need to report to you about my pregnancy? What? You wanna be my child’s godmother or something?”
Faced with Penelope’s hostility, Eva scoffed in contempt and countered, “Acting all high and mighty, aren’t you? Well, you look like sh*t.”
Skylar and Tobias emerged from the bathroom, one behind the other. Almost instantly, they sensed the tension between Eva, who had a folder hugged to her chest, and Penelope, who was supporting her belly.
Right then, Penelope couldn’t be bothered about Eva and went over to grab Skylar’s arm. “You were gone for so long. Did you guys call Brayden?”
Upon hearing Penelope mention Brayden’s name, Eva’s brows drew together. Brayden just came here to visit Tobias yesterday.
He even asked for my number before he left, and we chatted well into the night.
With a nagging suspicion in her mind, she rudely interrupted, “Does the child in your belly belong to Brayden?”
Skylar rushed to answer, “No. When are you going to break your habit of believing what other people say, Eva?” Her behavior only served to show that she was trying to cover up the truth.
As Tobias watched in silence, he found that these three women made a rather good drama.
He hadn’t gotten the chance to tell Skylar that Brayden even told him he found Eva pretty the previous day, which was also part of the reason why he knew that calling Brayden would be useless.
Eva’s expression changed subtly, but since she couldn’t make a scene when Tobias was around, she schooled her features and stated, “Mr. Ford, I’ve placed all the documents you asked for on your desk. If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave first.”
“You have dark circles. Didn’t sleep well last night?” Tobias’ question stopped her in her tracks.
Eva was over the moon to receive Tobias’ concern, in front of Skylar at that. Bowing her head shyly, she replied, “I worked until late last night. Thank you for your concern, Mr. Ford.”
Skylar pinned Tobias a hard stare, as though she was going to skin him alive.
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