Forbidden Passion

Chapter 388 Theodore's Little Romance

"Grace, why are you arguing with the customers?" Mason Sullivan, the restaurant owner, hurried over when he saw the commotion. His eyes widened when he noticed Theodore.

Grace turned to see Mason limping over and quickly went to support him. "Dad, they said our fish is dirty and will poison them."

Mason's face changed. He spoke kindly, "We have a health permit. I promise it's clean. If you're still worried, this meal is on us."

"Dad, why aren't we charging them?" Grace looked at Mason in disbelief. He was never this submissive, even with tough customers.

Seeing Theodore eyeing Grace, Mason quickly pulled her behind him. "When adults are talking, kids shouldn't interrupt. Don't you have classes this afternoon? Go get ready for school. We don't need your help here." "I'm free this afternoon," Grace stated. "And why should we let them have our fish for free? They don't seem impoverished."

Madison retorted, "Just because we're wealthy, you believe you can serve us this? What if we fall ill? Can you afford to reimburse us?" Mason finally noticed Madison. His gaze fixed on her face, unable to look away, as if he was both excited and trying to restrain himself. Seeing Mason's odd expression, Madison shrank back. "Don't touch me. Theodore, what's he trying to do?"

Realizing his behavior, Mason quickly stepped back and became humble again. "Sorry for scaring you. This meal is my treat to make it up to you." "Who cares? Do you think we can't afford it?" Madison hid behind Theodore, afraid Mason's greasy hands would dirty her clothes.

Seeing her reaction, Mason's eyes dimmed. He slumped his shoulders. "Fine, you eat. I won't bother you anymore."

With that, Mason limped away. Grace had never seen him so out of sorts. Worried, she followed him. "Dad, what's wrong?"

and go to school." Mason

at the customers sitting under the umbrella outside. She was

come for a fresh meal, but I've never seen Mason like this,' Grace thought. Under the umbrella, the

eating the fish. She liked fish but never had time to cook

aren't you eating?" Phoebe's eyes gleamed as she noticed Madison's suspicious expression. "These small restaurants may not look

what he was looking for. He just knew

the fish. Even at home, Riley was particular about presentation. Madison had never eaten such

eating with gusto and asked, "Is

replied, "It's okay, just a bit numbing. You should try it. If you can't handle it,

over a decade and had exceptional

the fish Phoebe had just deboned. First, he felt numbness, then

water cup. Phoebe pushed over a half-drunk yogurt. "Drink

sucked on the straw, and finally suppressed the numbing spiciness. His mouth felt like it was

mouth with his hand. "Why is

been eating spicy food since I was a kid," Phoebe said, a bit proud. 'Although I'm not as smart or

utensils several

fish, he couldn't hide his disappointment. After the