Forbidden Passion

Chapter 570 Separation

Milton's eyes stuck on Phoebe, giving a nod to her sharp mind and quick moves. "I ain't sure who's gunning for Mr. Ziegler, but it's clear as day that in this game between Theodore and Bishop, Mr. Ziegler's already been played as a pawn." The term "pawn" hit Phoebe hard, stirring up a mix of sadness and dread.

Just as she was about to step back, the office door flew open. The secretary's voice followed, "Mr. Reynolds, you can't go in. Mr. Douglas is with a very important guest."

Everyone froze, inside and out.

Theodore stood in the doorway, glaring at Milton and Phoebe on the couch. They were super close, faces almost touching, and the vibe was all kinds of weird, like his sudden entrance had crashed a private moment.

The secretary, standing behind Theodore, wished she could unsee the whole thing. Was this really her business?

She tried to keep it together, even though she was shaking inside.

Milton, though, was quick on his feet. He stood up, cool as a cucumber. "Mr. Reynolds, what a surprise. Why didn't you give us a heads-up?"

Theodore ignored Milton's smirk, storming over to Phoebe, grabbing her wrist, and yanking her up.

"I heard my wife was here, so I came to get her. Sorry to barge in, Mr. Douglas. I'll come back another time to apologize," Theodore said.

Milton gave a polite nod, still smiling. "Not at all. I enjoyed our chat, Mrs. Reynolds. No disturbance at all."

Theodore's eyes narrowed, like a predator sizing up its prey. "Mr. Douglas, don't forget our deal."

Milton kept his cool, standing tall. "Of course."

another word. He dragged Phoebe out, and she stumbled a bit before digging in her heels. Phoebe tried to

gaze lingered on her face for a few seconds before he let go. "If you have questions, ask me." Phoebe found it almost funny. If Theodore hadn't been

"Yeah!" Watching them leave, Milton smirked. He walked to the window, looking at the stormy sky, and made a call. "Godfather, I

just want to know, did you create that

pawn in the game between Theodore and

wasn't just Bishop but also Theodore. He had

seen her look at him like this, and for a

Theodore admitted, "Yes."

play dirty, but he never got his hands bloody, especially not with Donovan. Outta nowhere, Phoebe slapped Theodore

"Why?" she demanded.

her eyes. "Donovan knew everything. That day on the rooftop, he picked a fight with me on purpose. It was all a

own eyes. How could it

the corner of

I say will

me right away? Why wait until I went to

the elevator numbers tick down. "Before the facts are out, you wouldn't believe anything

convo had hit a

away, heartbroken

if she found out who the killer was, what would it change? Donovan died because of Theodore, and that fact would never change. Unless Donovan

the deep sea was enough to kill him, not to mention the explosion before he

if Donovan was lucky, he couldn't have

Reynolds, I want to go back to Golden Apartment to stay with my mom for a while. Let's live apart for some time." When the elevator hit the first floor, Phoebe asked for a separation. Theodore closed his eyes for a

take it as giving her time to clear her head.