Forbidden Passion

Chapter 447 Theodore's Favor

Uriel was almost in tears with joy as Theodore and Phoebe had never been in the company's promo photos before.

With their good looks, the spring recruitment would definitely attract more attractive interns, helping with the issue of many older single employees.

The photo angles had to be clever, and the staged look couldn't be too obvious. Uriel said, "Mr. Reynolds, how about this? You and Ms. Ziegler walk over here from behind the convoy, and don't look at the camera. Just chat casually, no need to be deliberate."

Theodore was at a loss for words. Together, he and Phoebe made their way toward the back of the convoy and started moving forward slowly. The lingering stares made them both a tad uneasy.

Phoebe turned to Theodore, searching for words. "I sent Ollie to the Golden Apartment, and my mom will help take care of him for a few days."

"Mm." Theodore ended the conversation with one word.

As Phoebe edged closer to the camera, she licked her lips nervously. The shutter's clicking amplified her discomfort, making her search for words even more challenging. The pressure to say something grew, yet she found herself at a loss for words.

Theodore suddenly called her, "Phoebe."

Phoebe looked up at him, seeing Theodore looking down at her with a focused gaze. "I'm sorry about last night!"

Phoebe was stunned. "What?"

She thought she was hallucinating. Theodore was apologizing to her, but she was the one who had hurt him. Why was Theodore apologizing? She must have heard wrong.

Theodore glanced at Phoebe, his eyes falling on her neck. Even a turtleneck sweater couldn't hide the marks on her neck.

Theodore added, "I won't do it again."

looked up at Theodore in a daze. They stared at each other for several seconds before Uriel's excited voice came

reality

them and handing the camera to Theodore. "Mr. Reynolds, how about we use this

banner with the word "prosperity." They were looking at each other,

didn't know if the camera had a distorting effect, but she had

resentment and hatred towards her, not affection. That was just her wishful

head to get rid of that absurd thought and said, "The convoy is about to

photo and glanced at Phoebe's back,

a moment, then

got on the bus, it was already full, with only the

a while, Theodore got on the

a glance, and Phoebe turned her head towards the window. The window glass was fogged up, making the outside scenery blurry and unreal. Orlando, who was in charge of this donation event, counted the people and then asked Theodore if they

don't need to ask me for instructions. Do what

nervous he broke out in a cold sweat, but Theodore meant what he

the highway, and arrived at a service area at

leaders got back on the bus and continued heading north to deliver supplies to a poor mountainous

higher-ups rarely went in person. This year, Theodore decided to go himself,

the colder it got, and even the bus

bus, she pretended to sleep to

up, it was gray outside, and streetlights occasionally flashed by. They hadn't reached

shoulder and saw a suspicious

guilty, Phoebe quickly sat up

but her sudden movement woke him up. He turned to Phoebe as

it passed under a streetlight, Theodore saw something clearly. His eyes were filled with amusement. "Phoebe,

divert attention away from her own embarrassment, she blurted out, "I may or may not have drooled a bit on you."She expected Theodore to be