Boss, Your Wife is Asking for A Divorce, Again!

Chapter 1033

Toby fell silent. He had no idea Brian was in such a precarious situation, and yet he still approved that twenty-nine-

million-dollar loan for Sonia. He could imagine how much he had to go through just for the main bank's top brass to

approve it. Toby suspected he had something in mind when he did this. He probably wants to get to me through

Little Leaf.

Toby knew Brian. Brian didn't major in finance, but in psychology. In other words, he knew how people thought and

behaved. He needs to find out if Sonia is getting along with me well before he can approve the loan? Yeah right. He

said that to fool her into telling him the truth. He was just trying to find out if we were steady. He wanted to see if he

could get what he really wanted.

Of course he'd suspect our relationship was getting rocky if she would rather take a loan to settle her problem

instead of asking me to help her out. He had to find out if we're doing well so he can achieve his goal, or all bets are

off. He advised her to talk with me and approved her loan after he found out we're getting along well and why

Sonia wanted a loan instead of asking for my help. He wants her to be grateful to him, and he also wanted to guilt

trip her a little.

He majored in psychology, and he was a man. He would know how Toby would react if he found out his girlfriend

asked someone else for help instead of him. That was why he persuaded her to talk with Toby. On top of that, he

could see how she would react too. If he could see that she was feeling guilty about upsetting Toby because she

asked for an outsider's help instead of him, he could use that chance to convince Sonia to talk with him. If she took

his suggestion, she would inevitably bring up the fact that Brian talked her into this, and that was his goal—to gain

Toby's gratitude.

Brian knew what made people tick, and he knew Toby well. He was clear Toby hated owing anyone favors. If Toby

knew Brian was the one who talked her into spilling everything to him, Toby would owe him a favor and pay him

back. The public also knew Toby treated everyone he liked generously. He wouldn't hold back in rewarding those

who helped him out either. It was always the very thing they wanted the most.

If Brian wanted to keep his position, he would need a lot of cash in his branch to hit his target. Toby was the only

one in Seafield who had enough money for that cause, making him the only person who could help. He had to use

Sonia, and through her, have Toby owe him a favor. He would cash in on that favor and keep his position. Huh. Nice

plan. Beautifully executed. No wonder he was able to climb his way up from a regular banker to a branch president

in just ten years.

His plan, schemes, and masterful level of reading the people around him impressed Toby. Man. I'd love to hire him.

Still, Toby was displeased that Brian roped him into his little scheme. Almost nobody had the guts to drag Toby into

any of their schemes. However, Toby let it slide, since his scheme did help Sonia and changed their relationship for

the better. Toby put his glass down and told Tom, "Citybank's interest rate is lower this year compared to the last,

isn't it?"

"Yes." Tom nodded. "They're having a slight financial crisis overseas, so they lowered their interest rate, but it'll

bounce back to normal soon. Citybank will give you the money you lost this year. Don't worry about it." Mr. Fuller is

one of Citybank's biggest clients. They aren't gonna get on his bad side.

"I see." Toby then ordered, "It's daytime on their side, isn't it? Tell them to transfer a hundred million Euros to

Brian's bank. And put it in my savings account."

"Sorry?" Tom was flabbergasted. The order was a bit confusing. "Why are you transferring so much money to a

bank in Caruna? The interest isn't that high anyway." And not to the main bank too. Just the Seafield main branch?

What is Mr. Fuller thinking? Tom shook his head. He couldn't understand why Toby was doing this. 100 million Euros.

Not much for Mr. Fuller, but I can't make that amount of money even if I work my whole life. That's 100 million

dollars too. 100 million dollars injected into Brian's bank? Forget keeping his position. He's getting promoted.

"I know." Toby held his phone with one hand and grabbed the towel on his neck with the other. He tilted his head

and dried his hair while saying coldly, "I don't care about the difference in the interest rates."

Tom had nothing to say. Wow, he makes it sound like it's nothing. Well, he is rich. The interest rate doesn't bother

him. Guess I need to expand my horizons. The corner of Tom's lips twitched. He said nothing except he would do

what Toby asked.

Toby continued, "The Lanes are trying to find a partner to work on a commerce port, aren't they? Send someone

over to their company tomorrow and offer them the port in the free-trade zone. And give them the bigger part of

the profit."

Tom was confused once more. He had no idea what Toby was trying to do. Transferring 100 million Euros into

Brian's bank and disregarding the difference in interest rates is weird enough. Now he wants to work with the Lanes

on the commerce port in the free-trade zone and give them a bigger part of the profit? Why is he helping Brian and

the Lanes? What did they do for the boss to reward them with this? He had questions, but Tom was smart enough

not to probe. It's not like the boss is going to tell me anything even if I asked. I should just keep quiet and do my job.

"I understand, sir. I'll deal with the transfer shortly, and I'll handle the case with the Lanes before I get off work. I'll

try my best to get someone to talk to them in the morning." Tom adjusted his glasses.

Toby grunted his acknowledgement and hung up.

Oh. He's not talking anymore. Call ended. He put his phone down and looked at the screen. Tom heaved a sigh and

made an international call.

It was nearly four in the morning, but Bank of Caruna's Seafield main branch's conference room was packed.

Everyone was silent, but they were all looking at Brian, who was in the main seat. Some had expectations in their

eyes, some had suspicion, some disdain, and some mockery.