Chapter 239 Fractured Bonds: Confrontations and Consequences

Theodore was furious. "So, when you can't handle something, you'd rather let him drink for you than come find me?"

His anger seemed sudden, and Phoebe couldn't understand. "This is my job. Can everything be solved by finding you? Even if it's solved this time, what about next time? Or the time after that? Should I keep bothering you because of my job?" Theodore's chest heaved heavily. He knew she was right, but he was still angry. Was it a bother to find him?

"Phoebe, what am I to you?" Theodore stared at her, anger brewing in his gaze.

Phoebe remained silent, biting her lip..

Theodore stared at her intently, his anger boiling in his eyes. "Fine, I won't interfere with your work. But why didn't you call me when you were in trouble, and your employee was drunk, not knowing how to get home?" "I...," Phoebe took a deep breath, holding back her tears. "I thought you were still on your business trip."

"Forget it, Phoebe." Theodore released his grip on her chin, straightened his posture, and his voice echoed above her head. "Even if you knew I was in Kedora, you wouldn't have called me."

Phoebe remained silent.

she wouldn't have

John until dawn than bother him with a phone call to pick them up. Seeing her silence, Theodore offered a cold smile. "Phoebe,

the tablet in her hand. She thought that after he said those words, he would leave her and John

stood up to help, but he

the car. However, being drunk, it was difficult for the

vomit on Theodore, so she quickly grabbed a bag and held it up to his mouth. John gagged a few times and

nervously and quickly reassured him, "Drunk people are like this, once they vomit, they'll be

the cold air emanating from his boss and

her hand and roughly wiped John's mouth

dare to object and quickly threw it into the nearby trash can. When she turned around, she saw Theodore

still had a sour expression on

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