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."

bit before digging in her heels. Phoebe tried to yank her hand back but couldn't. "Mr. Reynolds, I wasn't

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 so secretive, she wouldn't have

Milton's office. "Yeah!" Watching them leave, Milton smirked. He walked to the

eyes sharp on him. "Mr. Reynolds, I just want to know, did you create that billion-dollar loophole just to use Donovan?" she demanded.

right. Donovan had become a pawn in the game

wasn't just Bishop but also Theodore.

stared at Phoebe. He'd never seen her look at him like this, and for a moment,

Theodore admitted, "Yes."

the trap, but he didn't believe Donovan died because of it. Bishop might play dirty, but he never got his hands bloody, especially not with Donovan. Outta nowhere, Phoebe slapped Theodore right across the

"Why?" she demanded.

picked a fight with me on purpose. It

own eyes.

licking the blood from the corner of his mouth. That slap had some

say will just sound

away? Why wait until I went to Mr. Douglas to say it was all an act? How can

"Before the facts are

bit her lip. Their convo had hit a dead

away, heartbroken

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

be? Falling into the deep sea was enough to kill him, not to mention the explosion before

Donovan was lucky, he couldn't

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

giving her