Forbidden Passion

Chapter 490 She Will Come!

Theodore brushed off Donovan's rambling and shot back, "Where's Phoebe?"

Donovan, just as icy, replied, "She's like thirty minutes away from your fancy shindig. If she wants to show, she won't be late."

He paused, then added, "If she doesn't show before the party kicks off, it means she ain't coming. Mr. Reynolds, how about a little wager?"

Theodore's brow furrowed. "What did you do to her?"

Donovan sneered, "I'm her brother. You think I'd hurt her? Mr. Reynolds, if Phoebe doesn't show, I hope you can let her go."

Theodore's grip on his phone tightened, his face darkening. "Donovan, where is Phoebe?"

"Not telling. Just give it up." Donovan hung up, lit a cigarette downstairs, and glanced up at the third-floor window.

He closed his eyes, thinking, 'Phoebe, please understand. I'm doing this for you. Theodore's not right for you!'

Back at the Imperial Apartment, Theodore clutched his phone, his face stormy. After a few minutes, he grabbed Phoebe's dress and stormed out of the walk-in closet.

This party, even if Phoebe didn't show, he had to.

Theodore carried the dress downstairs where Jack was already waiting in the garage. Seeing Theodore with a pink dress, Jack was shocked. "Mr. Reynolds, is that Mrs. Reynolds' dress?" Theodore shot him a cold look. Jack shivered, realizing Theodore was in a foul mood, and decided to stay quiet.

Without a word, Theodore got in the car, tossed the dress in the back seat, and rolled down the window, letting the cold wind hit him.

worried Theodore might freeze. Just as he was about to speak, the window rolled

thought, 'Why's Theodore acting so weird

out, his long legs hitting the pavement. When he walked in with the dress, the lobby attendant looked surprised. Knowing he was a VIP, they quickly led the way. Theodore asked, "Got a VIP

Mrs. Taylor Reynolds booked five VIP lounges, one for you and Mrs.

over the dress. "Take this to the

took the dress and escorted Theodore to the banquet hall entrance. Theodore buttoned his

everyone turned to look. They saw Theodore walk in, cool and composed. No one dared

with the look?

expression softened a bit. "She'll

you two come together? Did you have a fight?" Taylor asked, sensing

his head.

you

his lips together, trying to

stop looking so grim and come help me greet the guests." Taylor pulled him

to let her down, Theodore grabbed a glass

in her pink dress. However, with every passing moment, his hope waned, leaving him feeling increasingly deflated. Taylor noticed and pulled him aside,

his

perfect. Phoebe didn't push him away at all. If

a pang in her

don't know anything." For the first time, he

thought he had everything under control. Now he realized

minutes away. She should've been