Married a Secret Billionaire novel Chapter 1585

Zuko approached Toph and playfully flicked his head, creating a loud noise.

"Ouch!" Toph yelped in pain. His eyes and hands, however, remained fixed on his phone. "Bro, that was mean! Will you still feed me if my head isn't working anymore?"

"The Bayers will take care of that, not me!"

"You..."

Suddenly, Toph's expression changed, and he let out a frustrated yell as he punched the sofa. He was so close to passing that level in his game.

"Stop playing," Zuko said as he sat down next to Toph, getting down to business. "How did things go with Arya this afternoon? You've been with her all day. Don't tell me there's been no progress."

"I..." Toph stammered, unsure of where to begin.

Two years ago, he couldn't move on from his past trauma. Two years later, he believed he had completely healed and was ready for a new relationship.

However, he wasn't sure if Arya felt the same way. Besides work-related topics, they didn't seem to talk about much when they were alone.

"Toph? Hey!" Zuko frowned and waved a hand in front of Toph's face. "I'm talking to you. Where did your mind wander off to?"

Toph smiled awkwardly and quickly changed the subject. "Oh yeah, bro, we encountered a strange man at the theme park today."

"What?" Zuko asked, his interest piqued.

Toph recounted the entire story of their encounter with the middle-aged man to Zuko.

"That man seemed interested in Sephy," Toph concluded. "Bro, keep a close eye on her from now on. I hope he's not some kind of pervert!"

"Yes!" Toph's anticipation was evident. "What do you think?"

Zuko glanced at him with a smirk. It was clear what Toph was after. Did he think Zuko was oblivious? Did he believe Zuko couldn't see that he wanted to renovate the theme park for Arya?

"It's not out of the question." Zuko feigned a cough. "But I need a detailed proposal."

"What?" Toph's eyes widened.

How was he supposed to write a proposal? He had seen them in Zuko's study a few times before—thick stacks of papers filled with dense data. He understood the individual terms, but when they were strung together in paragraphs, they might as well have been rocket science.

"What? You don't want to write one?" Zuko's expression darkened. "If you want my investment, you'll need to adhere to industry standards. If you can't even put together a proposal, I won't provide the funds!"