Sonia had just taken the folder and was about to review it when someone knocked the door. "Come in," she replied while flicking through the schedule.
"President Reed." When the door was opened, an assistant stood at the door frame with one hand holding a blue file and the other hand rested on the doorknob as he announced, "President Lane has arrived to meet with you."
"Charles is here?" Sonia was taken aback.
What brings him here at this time?
"President Reed." Standing in front of her desk, Daphne started to get
nervous.
She glanced at Daphne and knew why Daphne was anxious, after which she gestured at Daphne to calm down. "Don't worry or stress about it, Miss Daphne. I know what you're going to say, so rest in my private lounge first."
At that, Sonia indicated at the private lounge in the front. Then, Daphne wrung her hands as she gave a quick smile and sprinted to the said location. As she watched Daphne leaving, Sonia let out a soft sigh because Daphne and Charles had been the ideal working partners in the past. Yet, it was now a dream to watch them interact normally.
Sonia massaged her temples before turning to look at the assistant standing at the door. "Where is Charles right now?"
"President Lane is currently downstairs. He intended to come up, but President Dafoe stopped him as he passed by the area. They’re currently having a conversation," the assistant replied.
Sonia frowned.
Asher stopped Charles? What is he trying to achieve by stopping Charles?
Her eyes dimmed momentarily, but she quickly regained her composure as she smiled at the assistant. "Okay, I understand. In that case, invite Charles to come up."
"Understood," the assistant answered before closing the door.
Soon after, the door reopened to reveal Charles stepping in casually. He was wearing a maroon shirt underneath his white casual suit, but he didn't complement it with a tie. As two of the buttons of his outer attire were undone, it exposed his fair chest.
Matching the top half of his attire was a pair of white ankle pants that fit his beautiful, slender ankles. To top things off, he even wore pointed leather shoes in the color of white.
As a result, it made him look both showy and trashy.
Even though Sonia was accustomed to his fashion sense, Sonia still found it repulsive.
"Why are you dressed like this? Aren't you cold?" She rubbed her temples again as she could already feel the chill from his exposed chest and ankles.
However, Charles sensually approached her with his chin slightly raised. "No, of course not. I'm not feeling anything. Don't you think that my outfit today is perfect?"
His footsteps came to a rest in front of her desk. He then spun on his heels and completed his antics with Michael Jackson’s classic movement.
Sonia restrained her smile.
Charles smiled widely at her. He was slightly upset when she brought up Toby, but he soon overcame it. He had already said that it would be selfish of him to stop Sonia from talking about her boyfriend just because he still loved her. Being selfish was the last thing on his mind. Moreover, he had made up his mind from the start to make the one whom he loved happy.
If Toby was the one who could offer Sonia happiness, then Charles would gladly give her up. So, if she was upset because it made him sad that her boyfriend's name was being mentioned, wouldn't that break the promise he made when he decided to let her go?
Sonia moved her lips, but she said nothing in response to his nonchalant expression. Apart from his parents, she was the only one who understood her childhood companion after knowing him for almost twenty years.
Charles might look cheery at the time, but it was all an act; he was clearly upset beneath that smiling facade.
"Charles..." She looked at the man with guilt.
He sighed, knowing she blamed herself for owing him too much again. "Sonia, let's not bring it up again. Let's get back to the main point. The components are due today. It will be a major problem if it is not resolved by today. Do you have any ideas on how to address it?"
She was focused again when it related to business. She nodded, dismissing her conflicting feelings. "Yeah. I will follow your earlier recommendations." "You're going to mortgage the company building?" His eyes widened in shock.
Sonia shook her head. "No, nope, I'm not mortgaging this building."
"Not this building?" When he heard the response, he felt relieved. Charles almost jumped up in surprise, but he sat up and patted his chest in relief. "That's a big relief. Despite my suggestion, I didn't want it to be Paradigm Co., which your father built twenty years ago. Although the value of this old building cannot be compared to that of new office towers, the cost of its location in the city center is unquantifiable. Using it as a mortgage for a single opportunity to get out of business trouble is not worth the risk. Furthermore, the bank may be unwilling to release the building's deed to you in the future."
Due to its strategic location, its value will never depreciate. Because of this, the bank will try everything in its power to get its hands on it.
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