Forbidden Passion

Chapter 241 Revelations Over Breakfast: Unraveling Connections

It wasn't a dream; he was really at Mr. Reynolds' house.

He messed up big time!

John quickly finished washing up, quietly opened the glass door, and stuck his head out to observe for a few seconds to make sure Theodore wasn't around. He immediately dashed out, intending to run before Theodore noticed. He didn't have the courage to have breakfast with Mr. Reynolds.

Even if it didn't choke him, he would have indigestion.

But as soon as he rushed out, he saw a handsome and tall man leaning by the sofa, holding a newspaper.

Upon hearing footsteps, he looked up. "Done washing up? Let's have breakfast."

John: "......"

me dead

it on the rack before turning and heading towards the

each other, and John was stiff all over, painfully awkward. His toes were so uneasy in his slippers that he might as well have been living in

his chopsticks and gestured for him to eat. "Don't be nervous. Phoebe and I brought

just picked up fell back onto the dining table with a "clatter". When he saw Theodore looking over, he quickly picked them

didn't cause you any trouble, did

Moreover, waking up and seeing the boss above him was enough to make anyone nervous. Theodore said calmly, "It's

How

bowed his head and ate his meal in silence, but with the boss sitting opposite him, he couldn't even remember how to

the chopsticks in John's hand dropped onto the dining table. His mouth formed an "o" of shock as he looked at Theodore in disbelief. "Ah?" Theodore stared at

"No, no, no, Mr. Reynolds,

as his immediate superior, not daring to have any improper

remained indifferent. "It's for

don't have any intentions." John helplessly repeated