Fell Into His Love Trap (Skylar and Tobias)

Chapter 659 Down The Drain



Chapter 659 Down The Drain

Chapter 659 Down The Drain

Skylar got into the MPV. At that hour, it was not congested on the bridge as it was not rush hour yet.

When the GPS turned red to indicate heavy traffic ahead, she wondered what was going on.

Cinque went to get some information about the road conditions, trying to see if there had been a traffic

accident.

When he got back to the car, he told Skylar, “There's a person up ahead who wants to jump off the

bridge. Many police officers are here. Apparently, the person has lost a lot of money on stocks!”

For the past few days, Ford Group's shares had suffered the greatest loss. Skylar looked out the

window.

Does the person who wants to jump off the bridge suffer the same fate as me?

Skylar was stuck in the traffic for around half an hour. There was no way to turn back either as the road

had been blocked off by many cars.

She took out her phone and saw that it was already half-past seven. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

She had intended to be back home early that day to enjoy the spicy crayfish that she had asked

Madelyn to cook for her. Skylar was looking forward to the aroma of the crayfish when she stepped into

the house.

However, with the current situation, the dishes would have turned cold by the time she got back.

She could not figure out why certain people chose to end their own lives. To her, there was nothing in

this world that could not be resolved. Why don't they spare a thought for their parents?

Back when her life was in a miserable state, the thought of killing herself had never crossed her mind.

Look at me now. I'm alive and kicking and doing well.

By the time she got home, it was already past nine. Tobias was not back yet, so she asked Madelyn for

his whereabouts.

Madelyn was stunned to hear Skylar's question. “How will I know? Mr. Ford hardly talks to me. Why will

he tell me where he's going? But since the time you left, Mr. Ford has been very busy, and his phone

has been ringing non-stop. I don't understand what it was all about. There were even overseas calls,

and the callers spoke in Ustranian. You know, Mr. Ford speaks really good Ustranian. Has Mr. Ford

stayed overseas before?”

It's true that Tobias hardly speaks with Madelyn. It must be hard on a chatterbox like her. Or perhaps,

Tobias has an overwhelming aura that prevents Madelyn from talking too much with him?

After washing her hands, Skylar was looking forward to the crayfish.

Madelyn smacked herself on her forehead and exclaimed, “Oh dear! When I went to the supermarket

earlier on, I kept thinking that I had forgotten something...”

Skylar had already known what the rest of her sentence would be. Madelyn had forgotten all about the

crayfish.

Most people only ate crayfish only during the summer. But for some reason, she was craving it.

In the end, Madelyn served her something else, and Skylar could only look at it as disappointment filled

her heart.

Losing her appetite, she did not even take a bite of her dinner and went upstairs instead.

Tobias' shirt was still lying on the chair in the bedroom. Like the female characters she had seen on the

TV, Skylar picked up his shirt and sniffed it.

There was a mixture of white sandalwood and tobacco. This time around, the smell of tobacco was

particularly strong, but there was no other strange scent.

There was neither a lipstick mark nor the scent of perfume.

She placed his shirt into the laundry basket and threw herself onto the bed.

Zayden's words were still swimming in her mind. It would be difficult for me to recover my capital now

that my investment had been locked in there for good.

She mumbled to herself loudly, “Am I fated to be poor? No matter how hard I try, I can never be rich. I

can't believe my hard-earned money just gone down the drain like that.”

Skylar had no idea when Tobias came into the room and that he had heard every single word she said.


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