Chapter 501 A Calculated Move

After dinner, Phoebe helped Evelyn clear the dishes to the kitchen. Outta the corner of her eye, she saw Theodore and Donovan chillin' on the couch. Worried Donovan might start something with Theodore, she kept her ears on high alert. Evelyn noticed Phoebe was spaced out and took the bowl from her hands. "Look at you, daydreaming. Get outta here; don't need you messing up my flow."

"I'm not, Mom." Phoebe's cheeks turned a bit blushed.

"Go have some fun; I'll handle the cleanup." Evelyn nudged Phoebe outta the kitchen and shut the door behind her. Phoebe stood there for a sec, then headed towards the living room.

On the couch, the TV's light flickered, casting shadows on Donovan and Theodore's faces. Donovan grabbed a pack of smokes and offered one. "Want a cig?"

Theodore waved him off. "Phoebe hates the smell of smoke."

Donovan let out a cold laugh and lit up. He was seriously ticked off with Theodore. Even though they were on the same level now, Theodore always had this superior vibe that made Donovan feel like crap. But Donovan never felt that way around Edward.

Donovan spoke up, "Phoebe doesn't like you either, but I don't see you vanishing from her sight."

Theodore's lips tightened. Donovan had beef with him; he knew it the moment he walked into the apartment tonight.

"You got a grudge against me."

Donovan blew out a puff of smoke and stared at Theodore blankly. "Theodore, don't act all innocent with me. If you hadn't butted in back then, it wouldn't be you sitting here."

"So you're still hung up on Edward." Theodore's smile faded, and his gaze turned icy.

been the best husband for Phoebe. Most importantly, the Vanderbilt family and our family don't have..." "Donovan!" Phoebe burst out just in time to catch Donovan's words. She was so

cig. "What are you yelling

walked over, grabbed Donovan's wrist, and yanked him up from the couch. "Come with me to

he'd see right

The door slammed shut.

outside, snowflakes were

'cause of some old newspaper and a

brought back, or do you just not wanna accept there's beef between you and Theodore?" Phoebe's red lips pressed tightly together. "Dad's been dead for

in love with Theodore, right?" Donovan poked her shoulder with the hand holding the cig. "Phoebe,

face. She said, "Fine, if you're so sure Dad was

Donovan away and swung

she froze in the

stood there, his face shadowed in the dim light, making it impossible to read his expression or

was that Donovan's room had decent soundproofing, so Theodore probably hadn't

heart skipped a

Theodore's face was as unreadable as ever. His gaze slid past Phoebe and landed on Donovan, who was

ignored Donovan. She looked at Theodore and said, "Let's go out.

that document in front of her, Phoebe was really thrown for a loop. It felt like her

a lot of holes

then, print media was super strict. If they were reporting

almost forgotten the truth about Harper's accident. Why would Donovan suddenly dig it up

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