Forbidden Passion

Chapter 624 The Daily Lives of Hubert, Boris, and Noomi

Theodore took a swig of his vodka, his face like stone. Usually, it went down smooth, but tonight it tasted like watered-down garbage, leaving a nasty aftertaste.

He shoved the glass back on the coffee table. "Dude, you gotta switch up your bar's supplier. This stuff's getting worse."

Patrick took a couple of sips and shrugged. "Tastes the same to me. You heading out already?"

Theodore stood up, grabbing his suit jacket from the back of the sofa. "Yeah, I'm out."

Patrick quickly got up, eyeing him closely. "I know you've banned anyone from mentioning Phoebe for the past two years, but now that she's back, don't you feel even a little..." "Patrick." Theodore cut him off coldly, his eyes flashing a warning.

Patrick licked his lips. "Alright, alright. I won't bring it up. You've been drinking; don't drive. Let the driver get you."

Theodore gave a nod, expressionless, grabbed his jacket, and left.

Outside the bar, the music was blasting, and the stage was a mess. Theodore strolled out like he had all the time in the world. The hot summer wind hit him, making him feel even more on edge.

A black Maybach rolled up in front of him. Jack hopped out and opened the back door. Once Theodore was in, Jack shut the door and got back behind the wheel.

The radio was on in the car.

"Phoebe Ziegler, the founder of Superstar Entertainment, has recently returned to Kedora, making a high-profile appearance at the SR boy band's farewell concert. From the photos sent back from the scene, we can see that Ms. Ziegler has undergone a complete transformation compared to three years ago. She seems more at ease in front of the camera than ever before."

turn it off!" Theodore's icy command came from the

jumped and quickly turned off the radio. "Mr. Reynolds, are we heading back to the estate

"The office."

the Reynolds Group. The black Maybach sped through the night streets. At a red

of a nearby mall, highlights of the SR boy band's farewell concert were playing.

a black silk gown, her makeup on point, and she

fingers, resting on his knees, curled up. He stared hard at the LED screen, tracing

He glanced at the rearview mirror. In the mirror, Theodore was quietly watching the screen, his jawline tensing up before relaxing. His eyes were filled with deep, dark emotions, like a storm about to break. A horn blaring from behind snapped Jack back to reality. He quickly drove the car

felt soft lips kissing her cheeks. Forcing her eyes open, she saw three kids

the three kids

me first. I was the first to wake up." Hubert, taking advantage

be left out, tried to push Hubert aside. "Mommy, kiss me first. I didn't wet the bed

on you, Boris! You're already grown but

been a thing since Hubert, Boris, and Noomi could talk. Phoebe kissed each of them on the cheek, not playing favorites.

"Good morning!"

crawl back into bed, but seeing the eager faces of them, she had no choice but to sit up. "Get dressed by yourselves. I'll go make breakfast."

warm fuzziness in her heart. With them by her side, no matter how tough things got, it was all

kitchen. Hearing the sound of

"You're awake. Where are Hubert,

the bedroom getting dressed. What are you making? I'll help." Phoebe washed her hands and

Boris, and Noomi. Be careful not to leave any bones in it," Evelyn instructed.