Chapter 327 Donovan Goes Missing

Theodore suddenly had a naughty thought. He lifted his leg and pressed his entire body against hers. He was tall and strong, like a mountain weighing down on her. Their skin touched intimately.

Using this trick on Phoebe always worked like a charm. Except... he underestimated his attraction to her. Phoebe let out a painful scream as he pressed down on her.

Without bothering to pretend to be asleep, she started struggling with all her might.

"Get... off me... I... can't... breathe..." she said haltingly, struggling to get the words out. She even suspected Theodore was trying to murder her early in the morning. Theodore suddenly got off her, rolled over, and sat beside her, pulling the blanket over his lower body. He looked odd.

Phoebe gulped a few breaths of fresh air before, at last, stopping. She turned to glare at him.

When their eyes met in the air, Phoebe's peripheral vision caught sight of his well-defined abs, causing her cheeks to flush red.

They almost never woke up still lying in bed together, especially not in such a weird and awkward situation.

Usually, Phoebe would be fully dressed for bed and wake up earlier than Theodore, so scenes like today were almost unheard of.

Now, getting up and dressing in front of Theodore was something she couldn't do.

Theodore, for some awkward reason, half-leaned against the headboard, not moving, creating a strange silence.

The awkwardness between them ended when the phone rang.

It was Theodore's phone.

When Theodore turned to grab his phone, Phoebe quickly took the opportunity to hold her pajamas from beside the pillow and drag them under the blanket. Theodore glanced at her, picked up a robe, and calmly walked out of the bedroom.

he answered the call, Evelyn's anxious voice came through. "Theodore, is Phoebe with you? Her phone

the cold wall and said calmly, "We just woke up. Is there something you need

do? The airport won't let me through security because I

the other end, faintly mixed with airport announcements. "How

"A few days ago, he called me in the middle of the night asking for a hundred thousand dollars. Yesterday, he called again, saying someone was after him and he needed to run. He told me not to

he helped Phoebe hang up last night, which seemed to be

help to Phoebe?' thought Theodore. "I understand. Don't worry. It might

to gamble. He said he was set up. I can't reach him now. He's my only son, Theodore. Let Phoebe take

sharks to gamble, might

Donovan was his

home

looked at the clothes scattered messily in the hallway, recalling

drunken state was both delicate and charming, making her obedient to whatever he wanted. The thought of it aroused him

called Lawton to ask

and dried her hair.

hair and rushed over, blushing. "Give me the clothes. I'll take them to

hand and walked straight to the bathroom. At the bathroom door, he paused and said, "It was Evelyn who

"Okay." Phoebe was stunned.

finding her for anything. She suddenly remembered last night's call

looked for her phone, finally finding it by the door. Her peripheral vision caught the shoe cabinet, reminding her of what she had

messages flooded in, almost

her phone, so she quickly

venting all her anger and anxiety before saying,

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