"Alright, we'll do as you say," Veronica agreed, then asked, "When can you depart from your end?"
"Now."
"Good, I'll meet you at Lothen Airport."
"Okay, it's settled."
They ended the call after finalizing the details. Veronica got up and went into the dressing room to change her clothes, planning to talk to the director later.
However, she didn't notice that there was still a figure outside the lounge. That person was Eviette.
But she had just arrived and didn't hear clearly where Veronica was going, but she knew she was leaving Lothen. A glint flashed in Eviette's eyes, as if she had caught an opportunity.
...
FridCorp was a company owned by Skyler's grandfather, and it was named after his son, Friderik.
Because Zephyr left the Robins Family on the night of Skyler's grand wedding with Sofia and has been missing ever since, with no other choice, Friderik had to let Skyler inherit the company and manage its affairs.
Everyone thought Skyler was a mediocre person with nothing but medical skills, but little did they know that Skyler had his own company and knew FridCorp quite well.
His knowledge of the company was second only to Zephyr’s. Zephyr had a good relationship with Skyler and would often let him handle the company's affairs when he was too busy.
At this moment, Skyler was in his office dealing with documents.
Someone knocked on the office door.
Smelling the rich aroma, Sofia couldn't help but sigh. Even her father and Gary had never tasted her cooking.
"Take it away." Skyler didn't even look at it and asked her to leave with the soup.
Sofia's hand holding the soup spoon paused. She looked at Skyler incredulously, her pupils shattering like glass and tinged with pain. "I know you don't want to see me. I can leave, but I'll leave the soup here. You can have some later. Okay?"
No matter what, this soup was something she had painstakingly stewed for four hours; it couldn't be wasted. She confidently believed that even if Skyler only took one sip, he would be able to feel her sincerity.
Skyler stopped working, looked up, and shot her a cold look, "I take a sip, fall unconscious, and then you sleep with me? What, haven't you had enough of this clumsy trick?"
"That's not what I..." Sofia's face turned a few shades paler.
Bringing up the past was undoubtedly reminding her that she had been forcibly taken to the hospital for an abortion and also reminding her of the fact that she had slept with Zephyr before. But more than that, it was humiliation.
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