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Chapter 6 Much More Space To Get Creative

  • As one, the Lanes looked at Skylar.
  • To them, a poor nobody like her would never be acquainted with someone rich.
  • On the other hand, Skylar could not figure out Tobias’ intentions.
  • In the meantime, Avery grew upset, frowning as she questioned, “Who is Mr. Ford, and why did he give you a bottle of wine?”
  • Skylar raised her brows, huffing out a laugh. “Do you have a problem with that? Did you think I was completely friendless? Anyway, I don’t owe you an answer.”
  • Unsatisfied with her response, Jeremy grabbed Skylar’s wrist, his eyes flashing with anger. “What kind of people did you get involved in? I’m your boyfriend! Why didn’t I know about this?”
  • Furrowing her brows, Skylar flung his hand away and snapped, “Hah! How dare you question me! Apparently, there’s much I don’t know about you too!”
  • “This is different!” Jeremy took a deep breath.
  • Skylar was truly disappointed with him, but she could not muster up the courage to break things off with him just yet.
  • She needed time to calm down.
  • Grabbing her bag, she stood up and announced, “Enjoy your meal. Guess I won’t have to annoy you with my presence any longer.”
  • Seeing that Skylar about to leave, no one tried to stop her.
  • “I’ll call you later,” Jeremy curtly said.
  • Not wanting to seem rude, Skylar hummed a response.
  • Once she stepped out of the room, the dam broke, and tears flowed freely down her cheeks.
  • Unable to control herself, she squatted on the ground and cried her heart out.
  • Her bestie, Penelope, was right. Faithful men did not exist in this world.
  • She had done so much for Jeremy; they were supposed to get married.
  • In the end, he brought her sister and humiliated her in front of his entire family.
  • Every time, Avery would easily get what she could only dream of getting.
  • Today was no different; Avery had looked at her with so much disdain in her eyes, as if she were a mere speck of dust beneath her shoes.
  • Everything that happened just now was like a knife piercing into her heart, the pain unbearable.
  • “Why are you crying every time I see you? Aren’t you a sentimental one,” a deep voice came from above her.
  • Skylar raised her head up in mortification, her body instantly tensing up when she saw Tobias.
  • “It’s none of your business. Just to be clear, you willingly gave that bottle of wine. I don’t have the money to pay you back,” she spoke in a trembling voice.
  • A vague smile formed on Tobias’ lips. “It’s fine. You could spend a night with me to make up for it.”
  • Panic surged in Skylar’s chest when she heard what he said.
  • Her heart clenched in horror, and she wailed even louder just then.
  • Nevertheless, Tobias remained impassive. Even a woman’s tears could not evoke a reaction out of him.
  • “Mr. Ford...”
  • Avery, who came out of the room, could hardly believe her eyes.
  • The man was indeed Tobias Ford—a business tycoon who possessed a fortune that could rival the entire nation’s.
  • Avery only met Tobias once at a business dinner, but he left a deep impression on her nonetheless.
  • No matter where Tobias was, he could eclipse everything around him in an instant and draw all the attention to himself.
  • To have the chance to meet him in person, her father had waited for three years before he was eligible to attend that business dinner.
  • At the dinner, Tobias was apathetic at best toward her father, barely saying a few words to him.
  • What’s Skylar doing with Tobias Ford? They’re basically apples and oranges.
  • “Mr. Ford, do you remember me? Not too long ago, I was at the business...”
  • Tobias remained expressionless as he cut Avery off sharply, “I don’t.”
  • Skylar, who was still crouching at the side, did not want Avery to see her cry because that would be disastrous. She had enough humiliation in a day, and to have Avery mocking her would be the straw that breaks the camel’s back.
  • Clenching her fists, she struggled to stabilize her emotions before wiping away her tears with her sleeves.
  • Then, she stood up and walked to Tobias’ side.
  • “I’m not feeling well today. Can you take me home?” Skylar naturally linked arms with Tobias.
  • She might have looked intimate with him on the outside, but she was, in fact, overwhelmed with fear.
  • Tobias furrowed her brows slightly. What is this woman doing?
  • First, she sold her body. Then she pretended to be a chaste woman at Elysium. Now, she’s clinging to me all of a sudden.
  • With eyes the size of soccer balls, Avery’s jaw went slack as she pointed at Skylar.
  • “Skylar, do you know Mr. Ford?”
  • Skylar glanced at Tobias, noticing the grim look in his eyes, seemingly not too happy with this.
  • Steeling herself, she released his arm and interlaced their hands right in front of Avery.
  • “I guess you can say that we’re quite close...”
  • Grasping Skylar’s intentions, he stated nonchalantly, “I’ll go get the car.”
  • Skylar clung onto him as if he were her last lifeline, and they left together.
  • Before leaving, upon seeing Avery go purple with rage, her pent-up frustrations finally dissipated slightly.
  • She succeeded in defending her last shred of dignity.
  • At the hotel’s entrance, Skylar immediately released Tobias’ hand.
  • Feeling indebted to him, she said in a timid voice, “You don’t need to send me home. I’ll take the bus.”
  • Tobias quietly studied this petite lady of many faces before speaking with a hint of contempt in his voice. “So you’re discarding me after you used me?”
  • Skylar bit her lower lip, telling herself that this man was trouble, and she should stay as far away from him as possible.
  • Without answering, she turned to leave.
  • But Tobias was too fast for her as he quickly raised his arm to block her.
  • Skylar closed her eyes, thinking to herself that perhaps going to hell was not such a bad thing since that meant she would not need to see this man’s face.
  • “I gave you three million, but you still have to take the bus? Have you spent all the money?”
  • Hearing that, Skylar’s lashes fluttered slightly. So far, Tobias seemed like an upright man.
  • She began to question whether that check was, in fact, real.
  • “Where is your car?” Skylar boldly asked, planning to uncover the truth of the matter today.
  • She was hell-bent on finding out the true liar.
  • Tobias then motioned for her to follow him, and Skylar trailed behind him to the underground car park.
  • As soon as they reached the car park, they saw a young couple kissing passionately against the pillar not too far away.
  • They kissed as if they were the only two people in the world, looking like they were only a step away from tearing off each other’s clothes and having a go at it right then and there.
  • As for the woman, her clothes were already slightly undone, exposing her fair chest.
  • Skylar was so embarrassed a blush crept up her neck to her cheeks.
  • Memories of that night surfaced in her mind. The kiss she and Tobias shared was even more intense than this couple’s.
  • Tobias had left her gasping for air that night, kissing and biting her so much that she thought if he was actually human.
  • “Turned on already?” The man’s voice was low and sexy.
  • Skylar glanced at the indifferent expression on his face upon hearing what he said.
  • This man is nothing but a wolf in sheep’s skin.
  • “Perv!” Skylar snapped.
  • Tobias chuckled softly. Even though his smile did not reach his eyes, it was gentle and seemed to melt away the frigid aura surrounding him.
  • Without hesitation, Skylar got into the backseat of Tobias’ black Maybach.
  • But Tobias pointed at the front passenger seat and said, “Sit in the front.”
  • “Forget it. I prefer sitting in the back.” Skylar turned him down in a vigilant tone.
  • Tobias shot her a cold glance through the rearview mirror. “You like sitting in the back? Well, I enjoy doing it in the back. I mean, there’s so much more space to get creative. So it’s up to you where you wanna sit.”