Boss, Your Wife is Asking for A Divorce, Again!

Chapter 1007

He repeated the question Connor had thrown at him.

Connor chuckled. "If I were worried, I wouldn't have done that. After all, all I did was intercept some goods, so you

wouldn't go so far as to fight me to the bitter end. Furthermore, I've decided since the beginning that if you

personally ask me to return the spare parts, I'll immediately give them back without delay. Wouldn't that give you

no reason to lay a hand on me?" It was exactly because he was absolutely certain about this that he dared to do so.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken the risk.

"You know me better than I imagined," Toby taunted.

Connor rubbed the dragon's head with a half-smile. "And so do you."

"In that case, if I didn't come to you to ask for the batch of spare parts, would you continue to feign ignorance by

not returning the spare parts? Would you let my lover's company get into trouble so that you could laugh at me?"

Toby said while unleashing his murderous intent.

Connor, the old fox, still had a smile on his face. "How is that possible? I knew that you'd definitely come back. After

all, you and I know very well what Miss Reed is capable of. She has no means to solve this issue. If she wants to

prevent Paradigm Co. from going bankrupt, all she has to do is agree to let Anya off, and I'll naturally return the

spare parts to her. However, she refuses to do so, so I have no choice but to keep on stalling her. You know

Paradigm Co.'s situation without me telling you about it. The problem with the spare parts can't be held off, but she

can't produce a large sum of money to weather the crisis caused by the lack of spare parts, so you're the only one

she can turn to. She's your woman, so it's only natural that you can't sit by and do nothing about it. Well, my guess

proved to be right, no?"

In reality, it wasn't for Anya's sake that he intercepted the spare parts in the beginning. His real purpose was to

sound out how much the man before him cared about Sonia. Anya was just an extra. What if Sonia was softhearted

enough to agree to let Anya off? Even if the couple didn't agree to let Anya off, he could sound out how much Toby

cared about Sonia. In short, whatever the outcome was, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage. He would get what he

wanted, and he proved to have succeeded. Sonia was very dependent on Toby. On the other hand, Toby might not

love her so much as to be unable to live without her, but he was absolutely deeply in love with her. Otherwise, why

would he come in person instead of sending his assistant here? Of course, this wasn't enough. What he wanted to

see the most was for Toby to love Sonia so much that he could sacrifice his life in exchange for hers. Only then

could Sonia be of great use in the future.

"Unfortunately, your guess is partly wrong," Toby mocked sharply while looking at Connor. It was true that Sonia

couldn't produce the money, but she had never intended to ask him for help. She'd rather consult Charles about

how to solve the problem than ask him for help. Connor was wrong about this from the beginning.

Connor's confident smile froze all of a sudden when he heard Toby say that his guess was wrong. "My guess is

wrong? That's impossible. How am I wrong?"

Toby had no intention of answering his questions, though. His thin lips parted slightly as he replied coldly, "That isn't

what you're supposed to know. It's true that I won't fight you to the bitter end just because you intercepted the

spare parts, but I'll remember this and settle all the scores with you in the future." His eyes gleamed with frostiness

as he spoke.

Connor stopped rubbing the dragon's head with his thumb for a moment. Soon after that, he started rubbing the

dragon's head again, but Toby's words seemed to make him feel somewhat restless. His thumb rubbed against the

dragon's head much faster than just now, which revealed his turbulent emotions. "Is that so? Well, I'll be looking

forward to that." He lowered his eyes. "Having said so much, I have yet to tell you my purpose. Your guess just now

is right. I'm indeed here for that disappointing daughter of mine. I don't like her either, but no matter what, she's

my daughter. I can't bear to see her like this, so I'd like to ask you to show her mercy and let her off. Of course, I'll

pay Miss Reed the full compensation she's supposed to receive. I'll even pay her double compensation. How about

that?"

The instant he said so, Tom nearly threw up in disgust, not to mention Toby. The question of whether Connor had

caused the death of Homer aside, it was an indisputable fact that Connor had caused the death of Toby's mother.

Secondly, it was also an indisputable fact that Anya, Connor's illegitimate daughter, had repeatedly bullied Sonia.

One might as well say that Toby and Sonia had a lot of scores to settle with Connor and Anya, so what gave Connor

the cheek to ask Toby to have Anya released? In short, this was his first time seeing someone asking their enemy to

release one of their people. Don't tell me Connor thinks that President Fuller will definitely say yes once he makes a

request. What a joke!

As he had expected, Toby replied in a grim voice, "You want me to let Anya off? Do you think that's possible?"

Connor wasn't surprised by Toby's reply. Instead, he laughed. "I know that with the history between us, it's indeed

quite impossible for you to let my daughter off like that. But what if I trade something for that?"

"I'm not interested," Toby replied without the slightest hesitation.

Connor looked at him, his eyes flickering. "We're talking about the stuff your mother left behind back then. Are you

sure that you're not interested?"

Toby's face changed color instantly at these words. Staring at Connor with bloodshot eyes, he asked, "What did you

say? You mean the stuff my mother left behind?"

Connor smiled smugly. "That's right. I won't go so far as to lie to you about this kind of thing."

Toby fell silent, whereas Tom had a complicated expression on his face. They never expected things to turn out this

way. To think that Connor still has the stuff left behind by the late Madam in his hands! Not only that, but he's now

using it to threaten President Fuller, thought Tom.

Toby stared at Connor with a terrifyingly grim expression. "What did my mother leave behind?"

Connor picked up his cup of tea and took a sip from it. "I won't tell you what it is for now. All I can tell you is that it

was very, very important to your mother. She gave it to me when she and I were together, saying that it was as

important as her own life. She gave it to me in hopes that I'd think of her whenever I saw it, so I've kept it well until

now."

"How lamentable," Toby suddenly commented.

Connor was startled for a moment. "What do you mean?"

Toby replied, "Something as important as her own life, huh? My mother gave such an important thing to you

because she trusted you. To think that you'd betray her trust by offering the stuff she gave you in exchange for your

illegitimate daughter. Isn't that lamentable?" He raised his head and suddenly stretched out his hand. Then, before

Connor could realize what was going on, he immediately grabbed Connor's throat and lifted him up with all his

might.

Connor was only about 170 centimeters tall. Moreover, he was thin, so Toby lifted him up effortlessly with one hand.

Before Connor realized it, he was already at least six centimeters above the ground.

The walking stick in Connor's hand dropped to the floor with a thud and rolled on the carpet before coming to a

stop. On the other hand, Connor was suspended in midair. At this moment, his face was flushed, and his eyes were

bulging and tinged with blood.

He was opening his mouth in an attempt to ask Toby to let go of him, but Toby grabbed his neck so tightly that he

couldn't make a sound at all. Consequently, he could only keep trying to prise Toby's fingers, wanting to prise the

latter's fingers from his neck.