Chapter 1212
This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr
Chapter 1212 A Creepy Phone Call
Even when things had gotten to this point, Grayson still felt that he had done nothing wrong. Stubbornly, he thought that the beating he got was not because of his actions. Rather, it was because Sonia was being petty. It was just a few words. To think she would get so angry. She really is petty. How could such a woman be deserving of Toby?
Including Harry, the other Lores also thought the same, especially Lynette.
She did dislike this father of hers, but no matter what, he was still her father. Sonia, who instigated the beating, made her lose face and dignity.
As such, she decided that she would punish her thoroughly. Lynette then tightened the hold on Harry with spite growing in her eyes. This shocked Harry again, but he did not say anything about it nor reprimand her.
In his eyes, it was good that his granddaughter was acting like this. After all, if one doesnât act a bit more cruelly, how could they achieve greatness?
Just like me. If I didnât do something about it, how would Toby become my student? My family wouldâve become obsolete by now.
âWorry not. Weâll deal with that woman, Sonia, but not now. Weâre on Tobyâs bad side now, so things would only get worse if we take actions against her. This is why we must hold it in, even if we have an idea of how to dispose of her. When we reconcile with Toby, then we can take our time in dealing with her.â As Harry was saying this, he shot a warning glance at his son, hinting at him to stay quiet for now.
Sensing his fatherâs gaze, Grayson lowered his head and kept silent. Harry only looked elsewhere upon seeing this. âYou too, Lynette. Donât go against that woman for now. Just observe the situation.â
Yet, Harry was very gentle when he said this to her and it was a completely different attitude from earlier. Even if Grayson tried to ignore this, he still felt sour inside.
My dear father sure is biased. âDonât worry, Grandpa. I know what to do.â Lynette looked at Harry and nodded earnestly.
Harry patted her on the shoulder. âOkay, I believe in you. Letâs observe the situation for now. That woman doesnât only have us as enemies, but the Grays also have their eyes on her. Although Iâm not sure why they havenât made a move these few months on her, I believe that one day, either the Grays or the woman will suffer heavy losses when they fight. When that happens, we can strike and thoroughly exterminate her, ensuring that sheâll never get in your way again.â
After hearing Harryâs words, Lynette smiled brightly. âYouâre right, Grandpa. Revenge is a dish best served cold.â
She then looked ahead with determined eyes.
Just you wait! Toby will be mine! He can only be mine!
Sonia did not know that just mere miles away, the Lores were discussing how to deal with her.
She had just finished showering and came out from the room when the smell of soup entranced her.
Unable to hold in her desire, she put down the towel in her hand and walked toward the kitchen. Reaching the doorway to the kitchen, she saw the man standing in front of the counter with a spoon in his hand, mixing the pot.
After mixing, he set the ladle down and put some onions into the pot.
Then, he covered it as he took the wet tissue and wiped his hands while turning around.
Yet, just as he did that, he saw the woman smiling at him. Slightly surprised, the man then returned a smile subtly. âHave you finished bathing?â
âYup. I was just done. I noticed that you werenât in the living room, so I knew that you were here upon smelling the aroma. As expected, you are standing right here.â Sonia smiled.
Toby came over and held her hand while walking. âDidnât you want me to keep an eye on the soup? This is why I kept going in and out. Iâve just put in the onions and other ingredients youâve chopped.â
âI saw it.â Sonia nodded before recalling something. Stopping in her footsteps, she looked at the man with an unsure gaze. âDid you⦠recognize what bone was inside the soup?â
Hearing her cautiousness made the man smile, but he acted as if he was oblivious to it. âAre you referring to what type of animal bone it is?â
Just as Sonia was about to answer, the man said, âDidnât you say pork bone? Why are you asking that now? Is it not pork bone?â
He lowered his gaze and fixed his eyes on the woman.
Afraid of getting exposed, Sonia quickly looked away. âOf course, itâs pork. What else could it be? I should phrase it differently. I was going to ask you if you could recognize what part it came from. Yes, that was what I was going to ask. Donât overthink it.â
Seeing how panicked Sonia was acting made Toby smile wider.
He then covered his lips and coughed lightly to hide his upturned mouth. âI didnât really think about it, since the bone had been hacked into pieces. So, how could I tell which part it came from? Iâm not Tim. Plus, I donât think even him will be able to tell. I think he knows about humansâ bones better than animals.â
âHaha, youâre right.â Sonia chuckled while breathing a sigh of relief inside.
Luckily, he did not recognize it.
Otherwise, she did not know how to get past him.
Seeing that she had relaxed, Toby laughed in a deep tone while caressing her hair. âLetâs go to the living room.â
âOkay.â Sonia nodded and resumed her walk as they went to the living room.
Just as they sat down, her phone rang.
Looking at the caller ID, she realized that it was an unsaved number. However, it was a local number, so she answered the call, âHello, itâs Sonia. Who is this?â
Nobody replied on the other side, yet she could hear something. It was the sound of breathing.
She could make out that the breathing was a bit ragged and frequent. It sounded like the kind of breathing one would have when they were excited.
It was either that or the caller was in extreme anger.
No matter what, she was a little scared to encounter this, as she felt like the protagonist of a horror movie that received a call from a vengeful spirit.
This caused chills to run through her back.
At that moment, the man was sitting beside her while brewing some coffee. Seeing her reaction, Toby stopped what he was doing and asked, âWhat is it? Are you cold?â
Sonia shook her head. âIâm not cold. Itâs just that I remembered something frightening, so I shivered.â
âSomething frightening?â Toby put out the fire and sat down beside her, holding her hand.
It was then he found out how cold her hands were, which made him frown. âWhy are your hands so cold?â
âItâs nothing. Itâs just that I was shocked upon recalling that. Iâll be fine after a while.â Sonia breathed out lightly.
Toby then rubbed her hands before placing it on his chest. âHang up and warm up your hands.â
Nodding, Sonia placed her attention back onto the call.
For some reason, the breathing in the call grew even more ragged and she could tell that a mix of jealousy and hatred was in it.
What is happening?
Resisting her fear, Sonia said, âHello, Iâm not sure if this is a prank to scare, but whatever. Please donât call me again.â
She then hung up and blocked the number.