Chapter 1248 Abrasive

• Of course, Sonia had no idea someone was plotting against her. Presently, she and Toby were sitting on a couch in the rest area. She placed her wine on the table and bent over to massage her calves.
• Toby noticed that and he stopped drinking. "What's wrong?" he asked gently.
• "My calves are sore, and my feet are killing me. These heels are so hard to control." Sonia frowned. If they weren't at an event, she would have taken the heels off and massaged her feet. Ugh, I'm dying here!