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."

icy command came from the

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

"The office."

towards the Reynolds Group. The black Maybach sped through the night

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

black silk gown,

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

jawline tensing up before relaxing. His eyes were filled with deep, dark emotions, like a storm about to break. A horn

lips kissing her cheeks. Forcing her eyes open, she

the three kids pounced on her all at

to wake up." Hubert, taking advantage

not wanting to be left out, tried to push Hubert aside. "Mommy, kiss

you, Boris! You're already grown but still wet the bed. I stopped doing that ages

affection had been a thing since Hubert, Boris, and Noomi could talk. Phoebe kissed each

"Good morning!"

choice but to sit up. "Get dressed by yourselves. I'll go make breakfast." "Mommy is the best!"

her side, no matter how

headed to the kitchen. Hearing the sound of water, Phoebe walked over and saw Evelyn

up. "You're awake. Where are Hubert, Boris,

I'll help." Phoebe washed her hands and stood

Noomi. Be careful not to leave any bones in