Fell Into His Love Trap (Skylar and Tobias)

Chapter 728 Let Me Do It

Tobias exhaled a cloud of smoke and said, “Since all of you want the truth, I'll tell you this—the demolition will not go ahead as planned. Not all crying children get candy. Whatever ruckus you cause won't change my decision. I'm sorry about your mother. I'm a representative of Ford Group, and I will compensate you on behalf of Skylar. All I ask is that you keep the monetary compensation a secret. You know this has nothing to do with Skylar.”

They would be satisfied with the figure Tobias suggested although it paled in comparison to the profits they would gain from the demolition.

Their hearts ached. Ximena had given her life for something so trivial.

Miranda breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that Tobias could come to Skylar's aid and save her from being the scapegoat once more.

Anger and resentment bubbled up inside Miranda every time she remembered what Eva had said.

How could she be so thickheaded for an intellectual? I've told myself so many times that Eva is Skylar's cousin and a good person who would never betray her.

Skylar silently bowed to Ximena's photo before leaving, her eyes red and teary.

She grew up here and had seen many old neighbors move away or pass away. She remembered how it used to be rowdy downstairs. The old men would gather around the poplar tree to play chess while the old women played cards. After dinner, they would talk and take a walk around the neighborhood.

But now it was quiet, and the faces were unfamiliar.

Skylar went home and took a shower to wash off the nauseating stench of smoke clinging to her hair and clothes.

She couldn't figure out why she was particularly sensitive to the smell of smoke and couldn't stand it when Tobias smoked. She could always smell it on him no matter how faint it was.

A flush of color warmed her pale skin, and her face was clear and glowing. She gently dried her short, wet hair with a pink towel.

Tobias urged, “Come and eat your dinner first. Oh, it should be supper. Any longer and it will be your breakfast.”

Skylar wrapped a robe around herself and went downstairs. She had informed management about the malfunctioning central air-conditioner, who informed her that a repairman could only come in the morning to fix it.

Her body temperature had cooled as a result of the shower. Her hands and feet were freezing. It was as if someone had doused her with iced water.

She led an inactive lifestyle since a female celebrity must maintain a good figure. She had to control her weight after realizing that it had increased in the last few days.

Her body would be weak and cold when it didn't generate enough heat. She would feel listless. Even talking was a chore. All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

Sometimes Skylar thought that the main female character in Dream of the Red Chamber was a delicate young woman of physical frailness. She wondered if the author ever connected the dots of her frailty with extreme weight loss methods.

She had lost her appetite and only wanted to cocoon herself in her thermal blanket. Her fingers were now cold and stiff.

She had bought a small table from eBay that could be propped up in bed to hold her laptop while she watched TV shows.

All Skylar wanted to do now was to take her meal in bed, but realistically, she knew Tobias, a clean freak, would never allow food in the bed.

She hurried to him as soon as she saw him lifting a pot of spaghetti from the stove. “You're still sick. Let me do it.”