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

Chapter 996

Sonia had just taken the folder and was about to review it when someone knocked the door. "Come in," she replied

while flicking through the schedule.

"President Reed." When the door was opened, an assistant stood at the door frame with one hand holding a blue

file and the other hand rested on the doorknob as he announced, "President Lane has arrived to meet with you."

"Charles is here?" Sonia was taken aback.

What brings him here at this time?

"President Reed." Standing in front of her desk, Dapline started to get nervous.

She glanced at Daphne and knew why Daphne was anxious, after which she gestured at Daphne to calm down.

"Don't worry or stress about it, Miss Daphne. I know what you're going to say, so rest in my private lounge first."

At that, Sonia indicated at the private lounge in the front. Then, Dapline wrung her hands as she gave a quick smile

and sprinted to the said location. As she watched Daphne leaving, Sonia let out a soft sigh because Dapline and

Charles had been the ideal working partners in the past. Yet, it was now a dream to watch them interact normally.

Sonia massaged her temples before turning to look at the assistant standing at the door. "Where is Charles right

now?"

"President Lane is currently downstairs. He intended to come up, but President Dafoe stopped him as he passed by

the area. They're currently having a conversation," the assistant replied.

Sonia frowned.

Asher stopped Charles? What is he trying to achieve by stopping Charles?

Her eyes dimmed momentarily, but she quickly regained her composure as she smiled at the assistant. "Okay, I

understand. In that case, invite Charles to come up."

"Understood," the assistant answered before closing the door.

Soon after, the door reopened to reveal Charles stepping in casually. He was wearing a maroon shirt underneath

his white casual suit, but he didn't complement it with a tie. As two of the buttons of his outer attire were undone, it

exposed his fair chest.

Matching the top half of his attire was a pair of white ankle pants that fit his beautiful, slender ankles. To top things

off, he even wore pointed leather shoes in the color of white.

As a result, it made him look both showy and trashy.

Even though Sonia was accustomed to his fashion sense, Sonia still found it repulsive.

"Why are you dressed like this? Aren't you cold?" She rubbed her temples again as she could already feel the chill

from his exposed chest and ankles.

However, Charles sensually approached her with his chin slightly raised. "No, of course not. I'm not feeling anything.

Don't you think that my outfit today is perfect?"

His footsteps came to a rest in front of her desk. He then spun on his heels and completed his antics with Michael

Jackson's classic movement.

Sonia restrained her smile. "Absolutely not. I just think you're feeling cold right now. The corners of your mouth and

your ankle are turning purple."

The corner of his mouth twitched. "Please stop being so specific. The cold is meaningless when being cool is more

important."

"Dude, I'm worried you're going to get sick." A helpless Sonia rubbed her temples for the third time.

Charles gave a dismissive wave of his hand to indicate his disagreement. "I am, after all, the company president.

How is it possible that I would get sick?"

He then lifted his head arrogantly as though nothing could ever drag him down.

His actions caused her to laugh and she remarked, "President? Sadly, your outfit does not match the image. You

look more like a playboy. I've never seen a president dressed as trashy as you."

His fashion style had already been trashy during the summer, what more with his floral shirts and showy pants. She

had never expected him to maintain fashion style even during the winter, but she would nonetheless become

alarmed if he suddenly changed his entire image.

"Of course, you've never seen anything like it. Those presidents you've met are mostly older men. How can they

possibly compare with me?" Charles mocked as he drew a chair in front of her and sat.

She rolled her eyes in return. "They are not all old. Tob—"

Sonia paused in the middle of her sentence as if she had realized something. No, I cannot mention Toby in his

presence. Even if he's claimed he's given up on me and offered us his blessing, I shouldn't bring up Toby so casually

in front of him. It'll hurt him.

"Sorry, Charles. I—"

"It's all right." Charles waved his hand again, his smile still on his face. "You don't have to be that way. I know you

want to talk about Toby, so just be yourself and say it. I'm not bothered at all. He's your boyfriend, and you may

speak openly about him. I shouldn't restrict you from talking about him for some reason, should I? That would be

far too selfish of me."

Charles smiled widely at her. He was slightly upset when she brought up Toby, but he soon overcame it. He had

already said that it would be selfish of him to stop Sonia from talking about her boyfriend just because he still loved

her. Being selfish was the last thing on his mind. Moreover, he had made up his mind from the start to make the

one whom he loved happy.

If Toby was the one who could offer Sonia happiness, then Charles would gladly give her up. So, if she was upset

because it made him sad that her boyfriend's name was being mentioned, wouldn't that break the promise he

made when he decided to let her go?

Sonia moved her lips, but she said nothing in response to his nonchalant expression. Apart from his parents, she

was the only one who understood her childhood companion after knowing him for almost twenty years.

Charles might look cheery at the time, but it was all an act; he was clearly upset beneath that smiling facade.

"Charles..." She looked at the man with guilt.

He sighed, knowing she blamed herself for owing him too much again. "Sonia, let's not bring it up again. Let's get

back to the main point. The components are due today. It will be a major problem if it is not resolved by today. Do

you have any ideas on how to address it?"

She was focused again when it related to business. She nodded, dismissing her conflicting feelings. "Yeah. I will

follow your earlier recommendations."

"You're going to mortgage the company building?" His eyes widened in shock.

Sonia shook her head. "No, nope, I'm not mortgaging this building."

"Not this building?" When he heard the response, he felt relieved. Charles almost jumped up in surprise, but he sat

up and patted his chest in relief. "That's a big relief. Despite my suggestion, I didn't want it to be Paradigm Co.,

which your father built twenty years ago. Although the value of this old building cannot be compared to that of new

office towers, the cost of its location in the city center is unquantifiable. Using it as a mortgage for a single

opportunity to get out of business trouble is not worth the risk. Furthermore, the bank may be unwilling to release

the building's deed to you in the future."

Due to its strategic location, its value will never depreciate. Because of this, the bank will try everything in its power

to get its hands on it.