Chapter 606

Chapter 606 Jessica’s Ambition

Standing there, Jessica clenched her fists tightly while she stared at the couple. At that moment, she had

a terrifying expression on her face—it was as if she had become the embodiment of jealousy.

Upon feeling the envy and malicious intent behind her, Sonia frowned and asked the man who was

walking toward her, “What did you say to her?”

Having no reason to hide anything, Toby told her everything about their conversation.

Upon hearing what had taken place, Sonia chuckled coldly. “Ever since she was young, she always had

the habit of spinning tales to suit herself. I see she still hasn’t changed that side of her.”

“One’s nature is determined upon birth. No matter how much time passes, they will never change,” Toby

commented.

“You’re right, but her aim in the past was to snatch all of Dad’s affection and love for me so that he would

think that I’m the black sheep of the family. Now, however, she’s spinning tales because she likes you.”

Raising her head, Sonia looked at Toby with a half-smile.

Meanwhile, he looked at her, feeling speechless.

Of course, he already knew about Jessica’s feelings toward him.

It was precisely because of that that he felt disgusted by all this.

“Alright, let’s change the subject. It’s about time we left. Are you hungry?” Toby asked as he called for the

elevator.

Sonia knew that he did not want to continue the conversation, so she smiled and followed him into the

elevator.

On the other hand, after Jessica saw the duo leave, she thought that her rage would burn her from the

inside out.

She always knew that her sister was married into the Fuller Family, and she also knew what the Fullers

represented in the city.

However, she was always disinterested in the Fullers, because she had heard that Sonia’s husband, who

was apparently a bald, fat and greasy looking man, did not even like Sonia.

So when Jessica was at Kosovo, hearing Will call him Mr. Fuller did not make her realize the fact that the

Mr. Fuller was in fact Sonia’s ex-husband, who was none other than the head of the Fuller Family.

In reality, the family head of the Fullers was not a fat, bald and greasy man as passed down from the

grapevine. Far from it, he was instead very handsome and manly.

A man like him who had the power and money to back up his looks was Jessica’s ideal type. He was

someone that she should be trying to conquer.

On top of that, this man had feelings for Sonia too. Just that alone made Jessica swear that she would

make him hers no matter the cost!

To Jessica, whatever Sonia had, regardless of it being the company or the man, meant that she had to

have it.

At that thought, Jessica raised her head upward, staring in the direction the couple left, her eyes full of

determination.

On the other end, Toby had brought Sonia to a restaurant that served eastern cuisine.

Upon their arrival, he pulled out a chair for her.

Accepting his gesture, Sonia took off her coat before sitting down.

Toby, who sat opposite her, then handed the menu to her. “Why are you letting Jessica continue to work

at Paradigm Co.? Even after giving her five percent of the company’s shares, you still have the power to

not let her work there, no?”

“You’re right.” Sonia answered him as she continued flipping through the menu. “However, my aim is to

keep tabs on her by keeping her close by. If I really did let her loose, it would be just a matter of time

before she runs to god-knows-where again.”

“Why are you keeping her under surveillance?” While asking, Toby poured two cups of water, handing

her one of it.

Pursing her lips, Sonia replied, “You’ve also heard what Nancy said, right? I aim to achieve two things by

keeping Jessica by my side—one is to find the evidence of her poisoning my father, and the other is to

make her bear a child.”

“Bear a child?” A curious Toby frowned, as he was confused by what Sonia was planning.

Closing the menu, Sonia looked at him and announced, “Truth is… I’m not my parents’ biological

daughter.”

Hearing this made Toby’s pupils contract. His hand trembled and the cup in his hand swayed,

threatening to spill out the water within.

“What did you say? You’re not the real daughter of your parents?” Tightening his grip on the cup, Toby

looked at Sonia intently.

How does she know that she isn’t the biological daughter of the Reed Family? Unless she knows the fact

that she’s the biological daughter of Titus? But that can’t be it! If she does know, then she wouldn’t have

been acting so calmly. What exactly is going on here?

Not aware of the chaotic thoughts that were raging inside Toby’s mind, Sonia sipped from the cup of

water before continuing, “Yeah, I’m not their biological daughter. Unfortunately, their real daughter died

four or five months after she was born. I was adopted by them after their daughter died. Shocking, eh?”

“Y-Yeah…” Avoiding her gaze, Toby nodded slightly. “It is quite shocking.”

“Do you really feel that way?” Tilting her head, Sonia questioned, “I don’t feel that you are particularly

shocked by this fact, though.”

A glimmer flashed across his eyes, but Toby returned to his normal expression quickly and relaxed his

grip on the cup. Gently, he replied, “No, you misunderstand. I was quite shocked. It’s just that I didn’t

portray it on my face.”

“Alright, then.” Shrugging her shoulders, Sonia did not bother to think of the possibility that Toby might

have been lying to her.

After all, she had never thought that he would lie to her about something like this.

“Oh—how did you know that you aren’t their own flesh and blood?” Pursing his lips, Toby pressed on,

wanting to test the waters.

Did someone who knew about her real identity tell her about this?

If it is, then who can it be?

And what would be their goal in telling her all this?

Narrowing his gaze, Toby started to think about the possible conspiracies.

At that moment, Sonia put down the cup and answered him, “I didn’t know about that either. It was

Charles’ mother, Mrs. Lane, who told me about it. I think it was around the end of last month.”

Upon hearing that, Toby pursed his lips as he repeated, “Mrs. Lane told you about this?”

So it turned out that she too, knew about the fact that Sonia was not the Reed Family’s biological

daughter.

“Besides this, did she mention anything else?” Toby continued.

Puzzled, Sonia countered, “What else is there to know about?”

“Of course it’s about the matter of who your real parents are.” Toby spoke in a roundabout manner,

hoping to dig up some more information.

Shaking her head, Sonia said, “No, Mrs. Lane didn’t seem to know who they were. She only told me that

I was adopted by Mom and Dad from the orphanage.”

“I see.” Toby could tell that she was not lying, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Apparently, Mrs. Lane did not know that Sonia was the product of the Gray’s.

Then that’s enough.

“And why are you asking about all this?” Sonia looked suspiciously at the man sitting opposite to her.

Shaking his head slightly, Toby replied, “It’s nothing.”

“Really?” Seeing him keep his silence made Sonia stop her line of questioning.

Yet, Toby opened his mouth again and he murmured, “Sonia.”

“Yes?” Raising her head, she continued, “What’s wrong?”

“Since… you’re not the biological daughter of the Reed’s, then you must want to know who your real

parents are, right?” Lowering his eyelids, Toby prevented her from seeing his true intentions through his

gaze. “Or has the thought of finding them perhaps crossed your mind before?”

“Coincidentally, Charles asked me the same question last time too. My answer then and now hasn’t

changed—I don’t want to know and I don’t want to seek them out either.” Swirling the water in her cup,

Sonia revealed a brief smile.

Upon hearing that, Toby stared at her. “Why?”

“Because it might be inappropriate.” Putting down the cup, Sonia set her hands on her cheeks. “If it were

the teenage me, then I might’ve wanted to know and might even try to reconcile with them to ask them

why they didn’t want me and abandoned me. But now, as a grown up, I don’t feel that way anymore. For

whatever reason that I wound up at the orphanage, it could only mean that I was fated to not be with my

biological parents, and instead was destined to be the daughter of the Reed’s.”

“Is that so…”

“Of course, if I really found out about my identity and due to that, I insisted on finding my real parents,

that would be extremely unfair to the foster parents that raised me my whole life.”